I saw her beauty in paint
And then her blood thirsty fangs
I turned to see the beauty emerge
Looking into my eyes
The gaze had calmness of seas
It held serenity of the skies
I was not to lose her sight
Then some thing pulled me hard
In swirls of time I was back on ground
I stood looking high
She faded in the stars
And I lost the vibe
Lost or found I lied in my hive
a real prosody of today, with power of art in words In swirls of time I was back on ground I stood looking high She faded in the stars And I lost the vibe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A perfect poem! ! ! Good write! !