There are so many passions in everywhere And will be more and more
They lay scattered on bedrooms, streets, leaves, flowers, phones, televisions,
In schools, parks and cars
At seas, forests, animals and websites
Even also in the air and space.
Too many passionate temptations spread out And will be more and more
It really makes us flesh crept.
By touch of skin,
By making eyes at each other,
By thermal and electrical-magnetical radiation or another
They raise our heartbeat
To pursue satisfaction of the passionate lusts.
Our atmosphere might be chock-full of them now
I can feel it
Yet I do not know what will happen If our air which we need a breath of pile up with passionate desires
And is beginning to reach orgasmic stage.
Or do you enjoy it even?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great philosophy, Tavip. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks