Moving throught it as I firmly slide,
always on top
I sit the sun shines Iris down
green marble I'm astride.
The birds however thinking
as I watch them crash against the glass
that is the mirror of our selves.
The water do I move as effortlessly
as you wish me moving off.
You move me off to fast your eyes
bright light I shine right through it.
Two young girls one preens, she danced.
On shore the older gracefull woman
moon exposed she walks off out into the gulf.
Her picture taken from behind.
By the girl in front of her and left behind her face a book.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem