Be the fire
To stoke my thoughts
To find my way out of trammel
Be my flame,
To lit my wick
To burn me too as a candle
Be my might
To bright my sight
To fight brave in that life battle
Be my bale
Where I could veil
All my aching blank booklets
Be my term
Which I can phrase
To liberate world as a saint
Be my love
And paint my sky
To make me a dazzling rainbow
But to be alive
I need that warmth
The warmth of your heaving bosom
Sandhya
....... to make me a dazzling rainbow, very sensitive expression, Sandhya!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a love poem with deep passion.it would have bee appropriate if a nmale poet had written this. but i really admire you for these words 'But to be alive I need that warmth The warmth of your heaving bosom' voyted10 surya