I love you in the heavy traffic
With all the pollution in my blood.
I lay bare my desire
The place that breathes only in your mouth
O word that I love like the speech
Of my mother, of my friend, of the poem
I have in mind.
With my head full of ideas I visit the silence
Of your lips.
Mould me with the vault of your mouth
For I suspect that I can hear you
In the firmament.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well thought out and nicely penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing Daniel.