Speak to me in soft whispers
embracing the coldness inside
like a wind that touches the leaves
with its softness.
Touch me with intensity
of gentle beauty.
We can flow with tenderness
in a dance of life
again, the stars become our home
and the sun our shelter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ooo..it is a rich harmonic....love your heart.....poet