Your beauty
Your elegance
Simply absorbs me
The uncut whisper
Descends upon
You’re lifeless
Satin gloss
The structure
Of you’re cheekbones
Lay heavy
Below your eyes
Embedded in the
Distinguished Estee
Rouge blush
Every brunette
Strand has it’s place
Wisped to the
Left of you’re temple
Your bare shoulders
Are all that
Lie between
You and the Mag’.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem