the flowers opened
long before she came
they felt the Dawn
and the first
lights:
long, long before.
Now
open-mouthed they
lie in ecstasy
and drowsiness of
the sultry
surfeiting.
and enclosed
by the petals opening
a whole sepulcher of beauty
rises
rises
into the gentle winds
and Zephyr smiles
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem dear poet...10+++++++