Voltage too high for the faint of heart
It's some kind of fusion reaction
Against the edge of naked action
Shooting rapids of the soul's river
In an elastic flesh-colored raft
Drops of spray intersect with light
An eternally expanding implosion
Defying walls of sedimentation
Snapping back from collisions
Until ripples in her nerve net
Light it up like a christmas tree
What a wonderful and unique description of a sensual athlete. It expresses in beautiful detail the passion embedded in an athlete....an Athlete to the Core... Liked the brilliant two closure lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Faint Heart! Depression! Despair in the vast sky of the desire slowly decays, devastate the foundation of confidence! the lamp of burning hope if righteously can run on the lawn of the realistic life with inside stamina then on the to staircase the crown of the victory greets the hope, faith, dream, , , , life