On the silence,
grown on your side,
a fire that drags,
in my mind,
i drift in, when you call me,
Counting the flow,
Of river of love,
your eyes flash,
In color of wine
when musks linger,
behind you,
i wander like,
a bird with wings,
roses vanish to know,
the Lights,
on the lips of morning rise,
glow shining on your cheeks,
smile ripples,
from warmth of dimples,
life begins within my heart,
i close my eyes,
to catch this dream,
and inhale a breeze of love.
'Behind you, i wander like, a bird with wings' Rachel Ann Butler
you are really inhaling breeze of love by writing such lovely poems
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I would like to translate this poem
a lovely sweet feelings and poem...