i love to watch your face,
...angry with love.
your talons wrapped in feathers....
your spread your wings,
call your chickies home!
you stamp your feet,
eyes wrinkled with loving's cost.
your voice soft and firm demands
that your love returns again.....
for a moment forgetting,
all the lies that darkness sold you,
and your passion finds your heart
as if it never left!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem as always.