To The Navel Poem by Liza Sud

To The Navel



I'd like to have cigar, so tart,
And made a toke down to the navel,
to sip a century Cognac,
To understand that life is light,

If you remember all the holy,
honor fresh feelings more than gold,
And you, although you are not lonely,
through centuries from heaven - love.


translation from YP

Tuesday, September 15, 2015
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