Spinning in bliss,
Locked in a kiss.
Lying on a bed of clouds,
Covered by snow white shrouds.
Entwined by our heart,
Our bodies quickly dart.
Time is still, but flying,
We are close, but still striving.
To be closer in body and mind,
Twisting our bodies in a bind.
There is no end in sight,
But we sleep, for now it is Light.
(8/14/2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem