there she lies upon the sands of pleasure that calls you
it's own and a myst of sunshine and rain
it covers all i am which lies within you
every where yougo into these emotions of life you are to
become what we fear at this time never give into
the sweet cummings of the soul that waters my soul
give me your heart and soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem