Come woman!
Rise and put on your
fancy dress..
Lift your pale body from
the sheets where
a wanton spirit lingers,
so that,
for this night you will forget that
the end of the rainbow does
not offer a homecoming or
caviar…
Yes, come away from your tired soul –
wear your red shoes and
make this moment
your Paradise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful use of the language, Yuri. Don