To a nameless woman.
Let me become sick
To the very bottom
Of this endless
Engorged kindness
You have implanted
Inside this heart
Never before found
Is this invention
Of red on my cheeks
You have performed
A many a miracle
All I can do is try
To offer what little
Words remain true
In this lying mouth
I so dearly hold
Redneck lips and the cheeks red with rouge.French classic and ecstasy.Romantic poem and a very cosy feeling here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, Aamit is right it is very romantic. how this woman seems to -in your eyes- outshine you, and how you seem to adore her, fabulous.