Sister
The winter is here
My garden is White And my sculpturesHibernates
Could you abandonAll your neon red
Could you dig out
That transparent Gorgeous
Gown of yours
Come to dance
Will be three months Will be High snow
Will beMy and yours
When you are cold
We snowed in
The whitewill
Warm upEach your breath
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I would like to translate this poem
Could you dig out That transparentGorgeous Gown of yoursCome To dance......... the sense and desire of happiness described so well.. come and dance with me till our breath warms up in love...... beautiful dear poetess. tony
Thank you Toni, very glad you like......