You are a beautiful flower, my Love
And I am vagrant wind of spring time.
Every part of my body has become
Fragrant with your gentle touch.
Day and night I revolve around you
And fill again and again the bowl of my heart
With your fountain of fragrance.,
All my impurities reduce to Ashes
When I touch your flame of fragrance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem