The dust caught in the sun beam
The sound of a cat breathing
The smell of Tranquility
The warmth of a fragrance
The sight of your touch
The vibrance of death
The taste of a mountian echo
The thought of thoughtlessness
The agony of a yawn
The pain of loving you
The dread of your embrace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Starting with tranquility yet ending with pure malice. Keeps u in suspense until the end. Peace