You areMy Flute
You are the flute of my mind,
The tune is inherent in my breath,
Through your love I will make lyric,
The lyric will describe the ode of our love,
You are my flute full with tunefulness,
Through pain the song descants with melodious mill,
You are the flute of my heart,
With each beat timbre beeps to call your name,
You run throughmy veins,
Waving the verdant dream of my life,
You are the flute of my being,
In utter emptiness you sing with deep silence,
You are the song of Uncharted theme,
Deep scarce and and beyond mind,
In the emptiness of my being,
With no words to stream,
Without the mind of poetic glee,
The flute of my soul reigns supreme,
You are as me in me as the song of my soul
without mortal verbosity.
You are the flute of my mind, The tune is inherent in my breath, Through your love I will make lyric, The lyric will describe the ode of our love
You happen on a good metaphor-the flute-to describe love of another. I like the sound of the flute and of your poem.
You are my flute full with tunefulness, you r the biggest flute one would love to see and hear PPPPPPPPPPPPPPGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The flute of my soul reigns supreme, You are as me in me as the song of my soul without mortal verbosity.