Like bonfire
Starting from a single spark
Racing flame arms
To engulf all...
You came to me..
To burn..
To purifie..
To metamorphose..
Wilder our love.
Ecstacy the union..
Like a thirsty goose
Who found her lake, atlast,
My senses felt you..
We melted together
In the heat of our obsession.
Like the lone greenish tree,
In the valley
Caught fire!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
real feeling of honeymoon in your verses...