Let me love you
Not between the sheets
Where you sweat profusely
And let my love slip down
To your thighs;
Between dawn and dusk
When you remain fresh
As the money plant;
That is adorning
The mirror and catches me
Hugging you back from work;
Let me love you
Not in the silence of night
When you breathe deep
And bite my ears;
In the pell-mell of
Circadian chores you
Finish so artistically;
And rush to deposit
The bunch of your
Tousled hair on my chest
When I am back from work;
Let me love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well this sounds like true love... I like the opening esp not b/w the sheets.. You seem to be a very intense, emotional and a sensitive person and a poet. Pleasure to read your poems :)