Where the fine and refine of emotions bring-forth their existence. The embark upon the joy of life the pain that pursue the distance. Draw nigh upon own life awhile the dawn brought its unknown or known. The timely or untimely that nurtured the depth for of eyes. Time frame that caresses the wind with the kiss of forgoing the depth of emotions. The sediment of a ponder and stir upon that seem engulfed into the realms of the night. When the tunes sound their love upon the air winding that day embracing the night. With intense and immense emotions that nurture life life that alike the nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem