Is this bottled up TENSION? ...
Doth drink of spirits help he rescue one or more lonesome maidens?
No courage of heart...
Lips do sip to tendered start.
How may she meet into his lips? ..
Lackly spirited courage of faith.
Bent to will's of her mistake...
I give thy heart to her to take.
Like a long longest rake left out of reach...
To gather to thee her loving's unbreach.
TH' CUPLET STAVZAS WORK SO WELL, HERE, MICHAEL J.! you said it; TENsion, is right! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Michael this is beautifully written. I can feel the tension, the romance... the yearning! It's wonderful! Helen: -) xxx