let there be light!
let there be poetry!
let there be muses each soul to inspire!
let there be night!
let every moment be
chalices filled with the throes of desire!
let there be lust!
let there be fantasies!
let there be oceans of passion to sail!
let there be trust!
sufficient to ecstacy!
palaces still where the soul can unveil!
let there be dawn!
let there be reverie!
let there be leisure to free captive hands!
let there be song!
let spirits ever be
careless as children at play in the sand!
This poem is a white rose among thorns! I'm in love with poetry again..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is still perfection. I'm in total awe. I can't get it out of my head. Remember, The Raven? It's very similar in that it doesn't want to leave once it gains entry.