You seemed like a goddess
came to give me wings.
More than what you taught us,
we learned from what you never spoke of.
Your lactating words suckled me love
and catalysed my manliness
Sowing seeds of poetry
was your presence.
You made fantasies part
of my dreams -
Is it naive lust or
love without boundries -
Falling for your teacher.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, it is definately the part of every child's psyche.well presented.thanks