through the mind numbing fog
her crystal blue light houses
appeared before me
deeply penetrating my pale
existence....
from off her hungered lips
did tender whispers of love
sail the wind to my moaning ear
she listened for ' I love you ' in the silence
two wayward hearts beckoning to know
eternal passion through the distance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good free verse. Liked the thought of a 'moaning ear', even thought I have never heard one. Read mine - Memory is a Cheating Thing - Adeline