Starlight, emerald bright, ruby jewels of female fire.
This holy Siren danced above - me full of desire.
And the summer's swath, like a moon moth, shimmering light.
She spun around me glowing rapture - and held me tight.
My heart erupted and higher into me she danced
That down deeper, down deep, to my soul she chanced
In me she lifted me, like so much feathery down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem