I am the wandering tide.
I am here with you
Day and nights.
You are my flower-heart,
I am keeping you
To map out my trouble area.
I am your song
That is longing to be
Sung by you.
I am your purple fold
That needs to be opened
By you with the tender
Touch of love
And the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
let me touch the truth of love and love of truth..