I dance in my lover’s sweet presence,
In whirls
And sometimes in circles.
There is an end, I always forget;
This forgetfulness
Drowns my soul’s flight,
To the dark sea-floors
Where my lover no longer dwells.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I see your heart here..very nice poem Please take a look at my poems especially the poem called: Everyone Turns Away.. Thank you