Speak to me in soft whispers 
embracing the coldness inside 
like a wind that touches the leaves
with its softness.
 Touch me with intensity 
of gentle beauty.
We can flow with tenderness 
 in a dance of life  
again, the stars become our home
 and the sun our shelter.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ooo..it is a rich harmonic....love your heart.....poet