in the desert
you see them make
love
under the orange
moon
in the silence of
the sands
you can hear them
moan
in such an extreme
pleasure
you hear love moaning
you hear love sighing
the moon to the sands
the winds to the sands
the sands to the sands
an oasis remains as calm
as the date palms
in this desert of love
where everything is dry
and yet so fullof love....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem