She failed
to distinguish between
those fragrances-
which one was
from her, and
which one was
from Him.
But they kept on
intoxicating her
desire of the soul
to hug him with lust,
to kiss him with passion,
to hold him with desire,
to have Him with love-
for the remaining days
of her seasoned life.
desire of the soul to hug him with, to kiss him with passion, to hold him with desire, to have Him with love- for the remaining days of her seasoned life. Lovely, charming, amazing poem Sir. Loved it. Thanks for the sharing. 10++++
desire of the soul to hug him with, to kiss him with passion, to hold him with desire, to have Him with love- for the remaining days of her seasoned life. Lovely, charming, amazing poem Sir. Loved it. Thanks for the sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So beautiful poem.........so amazing........10++++++++++++++++++++++