Poem 23, Flying
~
Love.
A single word
A single emotion
That somehow sends
Millions of tingling vibrations
Down one's spine.
An empty hollow
Buried deep inside
Is what is filled
When love comes nigh.
Each step
You take
Down a special path
Takes you closer
Towards true love.
When you reach
The end of that path,
You will find a cliff.
And it's here.
That you know
That you are...
Flying on the wings of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem