Compound names and compounded love,
Of the ontology that i studied;
But now, i am ready to utter out beautiful words of love,
Just to satisfy your muse.
I am like the wild colt by the spring and,
I am ready waiting for your love;
Spring, ring!
With the sweet muse of love.
Life!
With the seeds to sow the land;
Life!
With my seed for you to bear a child;
Onto, ontology!
But, shared with love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem