I hope you think of me
Not with pain
But with Love
And seeing me only then
On pillows of feathers and Roses
Covered in Emerald Green, scarlet and purple
For these are clothes I chose
As colours of my kingdom
Dream of my eyes
And let them enchant you
For its true
They are the gate to my soul
See my mouth and be bewitched
When I smile
Or with sadness or while
I laugh because I am afraid of my tears
Love me when I am afraid to lust
For all I have are myself, my fear
My lust and for you
My love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Nancy H. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.