Listening to a woman with
The voice of an angel
Is the pinnacle of virtue.
A rapturous vigour
To astound us all.
But take away the tune
To leave the words naked
And you have the seldom
Gift of a woman's true beauty:
Her soul unburdened,
Her truth embellished
In a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dressed only in the fabric of fantastic verse, oh what could be more lovely? You lace your words ever eloquent. PEACE