I know it was a bit
rash of me
but I...kissed him
like mmmm & then
he was all over me
like a rash
ravishing
me
I
ravishing
him.
Lost now
in the Ravi Shankar raga
drenching the room
in its intensity.
Such passion
unleashed in us.
He, a Caesar.
I, his Rubicon.
He came.
I. ..ahhhhh!
Love conquered.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like the the metaphor of the Rubicon and Caesar, wonderful poem!