As twilight creeps in
your desire sets ablaze
your amber so hot I cant be near
and am cold if am so far
so to you I come, to cherish you as you light
because you smoulder with the morning dew
and your ashes go with the winds
because forever never comes
but these memories will last
and the raw aroma of your saliva will linger on my lips
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem