Lower my head
entwine my hair
in my face of marble
As you did
undress all my silks
and some cotton
kiss my neck
as you like
Do not touch me I remain
look,
Lifeless there,
creator and creature
hopelessly
trace with your fingers
giving me life
the silhouette on my back
slowly and cautiously
Draw my form
with his hands and
take them to lips
Kiss
I'm your dream
or
your illusion
Created and now
Alive.
I agree with all comments below, but then what i am going to comment? oh yes one thing..it has an original and very Mirna style! ..._Soul
so impressive and touching.the ending is really marvelous.the remained silhouette on the sand and kiss as the creator. love it 10++~nb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are one of the best creation of the great creator. i adore your emotion.