you faced my charge
as though awaiting
the next dance at a ball
arms folded and patient
not even bothering to bare your soul
until I was almost on top of you
then you did dance...
all your grace turned
in an instant, to fluid passion
not standing against me
you carved a path to me
a clear swath
as wide as your heart's reach.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You really do have a wonderful descriptive talent in poetry. Wow from me and 10. Tai