Bodies touch when lips kiss,
hands reach out
eyes close
hearts open.
In the silence of the night
the velvet sky
covers lovers in stars
that light their path.
The kiss becomes desire
the silence echoes
words and wounds
that their lips cannot trace
lost as they are in an embrace.
Love is the only journey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow, wonderfully written... Love is indeed a mind-blowing journey (if there's such a thing, it definitely is) .. :)