With jasmine scent
and nectar intoxicating
you bloom inviting the buzzing bees;
The earth has grown grey and fragile
carrying the sins of senility; spring goes but comes anew
and
love is reciprocated with love; in a shade
cool and bright
in a rippling air
let us
sing,
dance
with humming sounds and gentle kisses let the sheaths of darkness open
before we depart and sail gently
rest the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is reciprocated with love... well said. A beautiful poem...5 stars