You want her to recreate herself in the other realm
She only lives here
Weaving in and out of the trees
The water
The mountains
Listening to the silent voice
She will weave the words she hears into the melody that fits her existence
Platypus in the dark murky waters
Only seen as a whisper
Touch me tenderly
Love me with grace
It is with grace that the heart overflows
The words are yours to keep
Nothing else will remain after the moment is passed
her deep unfolding with you will settle into her heart and rest
You expect more of me
And I am all that I can be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem