My grizzled eyes stalked your lissome limbs
and discovered comuflaged curves
I purred a secret smile
I am not reckless and thought to retire
but then your winsome smile.
My surprised spirit soared on seldom seen condor wings.
My excitement ripened like a restrained volcano
you snared my mind with comfortable associations.
we progressed., each touch thrilled arousal
Now, you welcome my eyes, my lips and my feckless fingers
my touch is no trespass.
you've let me pass the sentries around your soul.
and we soar.
It is a poem of multiple meanings.You are soaring high.Go on..glide on..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
something different....good one