Decisively bent on pleasing one's mate.
Every range of motion is love in degrees.
Vines of lovers join soul to soul.
Ocean of fire unlike any other flames.
Through the wreckage of years does not change.
Idyllic is the image it creates and paints.
Oriented in the hearts turning your one and only.
Not divergent from internal paths of feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem