My heart is soft
My eyes are wet
Each night I wait
Silent
On the threshold of love
Gentle as breeze
On a winter morning
Your love cloaks my soul
Engendering
This wild ecstasy
As the butterfly
Yields to the lure
Of flowery fields
So does my heart
Submit to your love
Let me sing your name
Forever praising your ways
Until drunk
I rave
On the threshold of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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