The Fire of Desire 
The Warmth of Breath 
Very Much of Touch 
Can't Miss no Kiss
Would Die before Lie
For Loving is Blessing 
Rate of God's Fate 
Healed Whole from Hole 
Left Behind so Kind
From Heart away Apart 
I Know why How 
God's Grace in Haste
Sand of Man's love                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    