His muscular moonlit body-
caresses her; warm, milky, skin.
Flex's taut - torn masculinity-
over; every pore therein.
For his embraces, she shivers.
Pining's - searing for petals
whose moth-winged, wing cudgels
dare to break err the watery film.
Oh cocooned, delirium!
Where avalanches, crescendo…
'Join forces in tandem.
Catching moths and butterflies
together - whatnot the day-glow
forever'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved the delicate descriptions. Good write.