Let your heart be free.
Open your pores, so the stale sweat come forth.
Vary the images your mind sees.
Ease into my arms, forget the hurt.
My feelings may be new but they're true,
Every part of my mind, body, and soul
craves the essence of you.
No need to be logical, asking when, why, who?
One more chance God and I have given you.
Will you waste or treasure it?
It's up to you!
I can't wait for you to post more, for your writing has brought a fresh breeze into my stale world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Inviting. Beckoning. Welcoming. Calling me into Unconditional Love. “Ease into my arms, ” you whisper. “Forget the hurt.” Already it has happened. All my doubts and fears disappear. You sigh, “Every part of my mind, body, and soul craves the essence of you.” I come. I melt inside you. Beautifully done!