Ephemeral morning with sweet clouds
Rain like a fog of life
Today I am shut in
Listening to Jazz
Thinking of glorious women
Free style romance
Space and dappled emotion
Fresh hot coffee
Light green walls
Wood floors
Waiting for your message
Tempo changes
No sullen vortex
No competition
No contests
Soaking in the morning
Trees out my window
Everything still and alive
Salvation is nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful with perfect flow... :) ~EllaRose~