I cast myself into the waxen mould
To be what you desire;
Then I cast you into the waxen mould
To be what I desire.
That’s how I shape and reshape you
Setting both our hearts on fire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
got a taste of playing God? if only one had such power; however the world would be in amour-etic chaos. ~~sjg