Like the embroidery on the edge
The skirt of love that you wear
In flow is my destiny
Like “pairahan” The colors
Spirits of various mixing
In life that the movement
Of those curves with silken touch
Your steps light like a swan on the lake
As if moving like a butterfly
The dark eyes with that gaze
In hushes in light music
The music of the whispers
That the cold breeze brings
Like Arizona sunset
Or the Oriental spice
No temptations have I
Of wars and peace
But your phrases of affection
And love
30/10/2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'In hushes in light music The music of the whispers That the cold breeze brings' Yeah my dark eyes flutter to see your poems-- like hushes in light music when the morn draws clear +++10 regards anju