My eyes shut in silent ode
I sing and chew it, then I hum.
So it goes;
There was a queen so sound
In whose soul my heart leaned,
Her gaze was in itself imperfect,
Yet with it she'd kept me latent
A rarity amongst them noble
Queen of her own damn coven
Oh love, how bitter, how sweet.
But she was greatly flawed.
My eyes shut in silent ode
I sing and chew it, then I hum.
Again it goes
At the lowest she held my hands,
My mouth spoke only her words,
Tweaked me to the tunes of her love,
One she so much reveled thereof.
I was buried deep in her water,
And my drowning comforted her.
Oh love, how sweet, how bitter.
I came back up, renewed.
My eyes shut in silent ode
I sing and chew it, then I hum.
So it goes;
She was clear like the orange cloud,
Her skin dripped in its fairness amidst crowd.
Breathe boy, my shadow called,
But I had fallen deep into the pit she dug.
Whenever she stare at me in her grace,
I will be quick to blush and hid my face.
Oh love, how bitter, how sweet.
She was my most valued.
My eyes shut in silent ode
I sing and chew it, then I hum.
So it goes;
Her body call a gentleman to action,
Versed was her knowledge of seduction.
Tease and snippet was her sensual tone,
Yet when I beg, her usual song was none.
My woes laid peaceful by her thigh,
And adrift I fell from places so high.
Oh love, how sweet, how sweet.
Sunshine, I hummed out aloud,
It was what I loved to call her,
For she was the brightest of all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem