Like angels
The two dental staff
Descend into pigeon
Chests held high
Legs perpendicular at the root
in perfect form.
Their faces glow in the bliss of their practice
Revealing what one does not expect to see in these birds
…beautiful teeth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great start with a nice poem Julia, You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks