You came into my life like a windstorm;
and like a leaf, I got carried away.
You colored me in your passionate hues
like ink on silk on the bare skin of day.
Emotions drift along rivers of time
into the script of a self-possessed sea,
and I find that the greatest thing I own
is the one thing that truthfully owns me.
You are the impulse of my creation,
my caravan of dreams towards the dawn.
Our eyes meet, and the sky touches the earth.
The cool wind of morning flutters the lawn.
A stream of tears I have shed over love,
beauty born in the dimple of a smile -
the tears and laughter crafted in concert
able to dance down the flowering mile.
Against the white sail of a perfumed cloud,
I breathe in your essence whispered above.
Gently falling like a dewdropp to drown,
I send to you always, my love, my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem