One that can be reached
With just a thought.
Without a touch, without a smile to show.
Through the unconscious into the unknown.
Who said it can't be done.
One that can feel me as if I'm there.
My presence not existent, yet here I am.
A shiver, a recognition, a mist that forms, before the eyes.
A fragrance released into the air and conscience awaken.
For I am here-before you.
And Love is born.
Be said He and light hasn't stopped dancing ah! it waltz with me and I'm awakended by gossamer caresses of its non existent feet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
in the name of Love and it is everyting 10+