you are beautiful
and i desire you
it is such a wrong
time of the day
it will always be
wrong
i am the wrong person
to love and
desire you
but if you too love and
desire me,
then let us gamble to such
a beautiful night
to such a flirting wind
and voluptuous moon.
we will reason out after,
love is desirable as
we are desirable, and we
who partake in the feast of love
are beyond the fences of
what is right and what is wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem