There is a little pearl box
in my heart
and sometimes I open it
to regale myself with joys.
I have picked them up
in silk seabeds
where caresses
have petals
and kisses
taste of honey.
I have found them
among rivers of smiles
with banks
coloured with passion,
in valleys
where fields are sown
with sweetness,
on mountain tops
made of attentions
where meadows are covered
with affections.
They are the loves of life.
There is a little pearl box
in my heart
and sometimes I open it
to regale myself with joys.
15.4.'14
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there the pearl box in thy heart there the pearl box in thy eyesight there the pearl box in thy tongue there the pearl box in thy penning o everything everything there is pearl of love and the love becomes now the pearl of unforgettable