I inhale your eyes
Through pores of aching glances
To satiate these hollowed bones
Devoid of joy with those diamonds
Of soft whispers
of moist intent
Of blue skies
Anchored in silvered lakes
Sighing
Turquoise petals of cavorting butterflies
wed-11jan.06
jaguar house, cayo
oh, i'm hearing a voice of poetry..... wonedrful.... up
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I would like to translate this poem
she must be lovely''your inspirer''