Perceiving the smell of spring in the air
My mind has slipped.
Not for chasing golla ice cream man
of the noon of summer
Not for seeing the spicy sky
of the noon lying in veranda
My mind has slipped
a closer first kiss possesses
how much sin and how much love
reckoning this.
3/18/2010
stirrings of spring and desire intertwine in tender shoots....wistfully rise to clutch at hopes and wants.... meaningful cheers
It is the power of perception that is mine Why to view life through others and pine? CP
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice, xlent, i like it. well composed. good job