Time cavorting
Into years
Flirtations milked
Reminding wrinkles
Skirted soft lips
Time’s scent
Sweetly smiled on
Yet, still
Desire
Rang and soared
Refreshingly like
Their morning dew
(Mountaintop Cottage
~ July 26,2006)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is stunning because it says so much with so few words. I often test myself with poems like this as a little exercise to improve my word play this is great Debora. Séamus