Let me ride my bride on my ride.
It's been so long I want to fly.
I've crawled this path; I want to walk.
Let me breathe your breath.
I want life.
It's been so long I want to live.
I've craved for this air; I want it.
Let me feel your thought,
you are free.
It's been so long in this jail.
I envisage this freedom, I see you.
Let me ride
Let me breathe
Let me feel
I want you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem