Cold night
winds blow
snow coming
blanket white
no fire
all alone
even in
this happy home
hope of love
and those I hate
keep me alive
to this date
fight to live
live to love
there in no help
that comes from above
no fire about
the fires within
seething passion
must do without
someday to begin
to writhe in ecstasy
spiritual joy
bonding flesh
carnal feast
never stopping
its all release
human beasts
demonic gods
drift back
to the ancient
soil we trod
feet in two worlds
you are my valkyrie
I can never see
beyond thee
together we soar
high to the mountains
down to the valleys
we awake, still writhing
each other is all
we can see
our world is each other
I awake, as usual
alone as can be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem