Somewhere, in the dream of the night
in the silent temptation of imagined love,
burning stars pierce her flaming heart.
The heat of her body
the fire of her heart,
yearning for archipelagos of stars
with her empty brown eyes.
Somewhere, in the dream of the night
in the silent temptation of imagined love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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