Il Giardino Segreto

i understand this poem.... love it.

Thanks, Ka! I was going to write in French ... but it is easier for me in English! ... and very glad that you love and understand the feeling in this one!

il me prit dans ses bras,
sentit la soie se froisser, glisser et s'échauffer
son regard s'éleva et dans mes yeux, tout étonné..
il vit mon rêve, mon âme, mon être...
il me vit nue

He took me in his arms,
felt the silk crease, slide and warm up
his look rose and in my eyes, very surprised..
he saw my dream, my soul, my being...
he sees me bare.

... this is so beautiful, sensual and full of love, Brigit. It moves me, takes hold of my heart.

In the warmth of contact
His touch, her embrace
The human scent of another
Their dreams flower like exotic blooms
Their hearts fill with sanguine joy
Their souls shiver in recognition
Their naked desire ...
for home.

Which attractive poem Shi.
A big sensibility.
It is very beautiful.

Thank you, Lula ... I was struck by the poetry of the phrase 'pool nudes', the idea of swimming naked in the pool of life .... we talked of the snake, the apple and the garden ... these things came together in my mind. Welcome to the naked swimming pool in the secret garden!

Avec plaisir Shi.

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is that a tune that you are humming? :D

nope that's bah! or pffffffff :P
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