My heart moves from the cold to the heat
Because I love you in the fire of feelings.
Stealing me with every emotion consume.
That I cannot see what imagination assumes.
Love has arrived in this entrance timely.
With Art filled with colours and shades.
Painting blindly like bleeding inspiration.
Existence with honest elation,
The weight of bliss fills each reason.
A passing season greet the love letters.
Wrote from a great and aching heart.
Capture your embrace brining me dreams.
The silence bare and carried long in despair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem