'...I want my inner goddess to be the rain that falls thick above you...'
As innocence lingers
In his arms I was a rose
Wrapped in the black velvet fragrance
of LOVE
So free and so kind
Utterly devine was I
I was passion-swept
Perfection dressed in nudity
Something too beautiful to fathom.
It was me and him
Just us
Alone
As my inner goddess collapsed beneath him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem