there is a blaze in summer passion the heat of the night
moth to bewitching candle flame who can deny flickering light
passion souls young old can be instant sold to intoxicating light
shadow echo youth passion ghost flames in onset dusk fading light
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem