I'm being kept alive
by the delicate dream
of existing pleasantly for a moment
in the staggering gaze
of your dark and mystical eyes.
You're reminiscent
of Helen, Cleopatra, or Isis:
some goddess or spellbinding beauty
that mesmerized the world
in an ancient time
when it made sense
to live or die
by the happiness or contempt
of a woman's sigh.
2: 02AM 2-16-2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem