Come as nerve,
edgy,
controlled reserve...
Imploded veins
redden the page,
Selfless release
saturated rage.
Consuming,
overflowing...the pain,
Stamina growing
my heart beats
your name.
2-4-06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your brief lines here, Kim, come alive through the richness of the language. I'll confess to not fully understanding all the images here, but I don't care! ! I like the way they look and sound! ! ! Kind regards, Gina.