Seduced by the rich blanket of night,
warmed with the remnants of the days sun.
Ones memory touched by the blush spread
across the blue sky. No moon shall unveil
itself tonight.
Hidden by vapors, shadows and cloud like
masses. We will dine as fading gray shadows
dance, dipping into darkness, holding us firm
within the tunnels of loves zone.
We are stretching ourselves thin, resting on
emotions yet to evolve.
I cry for the comfort of mommy's moist womb.
Placing myself in its enabled luxury,
a space made for me alone.
Sorry, I can not take you there friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem, Melvina.