As a flower so unfolds in summer warmth,
Let your crimson lips become enraptured by heat.
As a river flows more briskly after a squall,
Let your moistened breath become beguiled by surges.
Linger. Linger.
As a blossom’s scent blooms in spring’s height,
Let your desire become enhanced by breezes.
As a closeness often precedes a thundercloud,
Let your heart beat rumbling strokes in the storm.
Thunder. Thunder.
As the oceans fall from the edge of the Earth,
Let your thoughts drift into the pools with which I admire you.
As cooling draughts drift across open plains,
Let your flesh be stirred by my tender caress.
Shelter. Shelter.
As an earthquake agitates and shakes the ground,
Let your inner seismic contortions take absolute hold.
As great mountains crumble over shifting eons,
Let your body tumble into my awaiting embrace.
Until sunrise.
End.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem