Candle lights everywhere, like the stars
Truly bright, are well dear to our hearts.
Tender sights as we stare, as love bars
Pleasure right in us clear; it imparts,
Through such nights, warmth to spare as it mars
The dry plight, joy now rear thrills that darts.
And our bites, so fine to bear like the spars
To hold tight, our hearts near like the arts
To great heights, love we share, to drive scars;
So we might gently hear bliss that starts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a beautiful, wonderful hopeful and well verse poem.