My love for you is a scorned flower,
Beautiful and yet not without power,
Vengeance stirs in the ivory tower,
In the shadows I am left to cower,
Fear abounds in the moonlight hour,
The taste left behind seems so sour,
Please try not to be incredibly dour,
All I wanted was an equal partner,
Instead I became a lazy gardener,
Love is magic when it takes flight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Love is magic when it takes flight..' This is an eternal sentence and on a lighter note ... your marriage of partner and gardener is delightful..