When I love a man, I speak no words nor make sentences
When I love a man, I understand the language of the moon
and the laughter of the sun.
When I love a man, I wear the sea
Blow kisses to the wild flowers
and make date with the stars.
When I love a man, I seldom close my eyes
Nights forget to come and days become songs
months have no meanings.
When I love a man, I see poetry everywhere
I welcome my paint brush, my pen
and I waltz with various shades of colors.
When I love a man, I knead dough from precious stones
sweater from dark liquorish chocolate
and furniture from silent moments.
When I love a man, time pose
trains tango, airplanes scribble on the sky
the tree branches play the cello
while the drum learn how to whistle.
When I love a man, my feet have wings
My tongue writes music
I no longer desire to talk.
© 2009 Emu Getachew
‘…When I love a man, I understand the language of the moon…’ LOVE LOVE LOVE Love can make volcanoes from erupting… Added to my favorite list …thanks… Ten+ Ms. Nivedita UK
lovely the way you have expressed your love through nature and man made...a sweet poem
Oh tell me more! It's so sweet to love a man... But you went above and beyond and did the impossible... you put it into words: ]
Well, this is all very entertaining. It seems that when the writer loves a man that everything changes into something else. What an imagination! The words of a poet, surely. GW62
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘…When I love a man, I understand the language of the moon…’ LOVE LOVE LOVE Love can make volcanoes from erupting… Added to my favorite list …thanks… Ten+ Ms. Nivedita UK