Her love came so close, in heart and mind
Full of love, love came and was loved
Will this be the end of beginning?
Surely when men were born and thrown down here
Perfections were made to lighten their paths
Endowed in fullness were her passion to brim
Love as they that came from the faraway lands
Above the canopy of hate and disdain
Moved by pure crystals of love
Profane love that flows like the tsunami
Planted in the garden of endless union
where love abound in positional reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Onoja, such a lovely poem👍👍👍