e like a diamond of noon
Escort by spirits of the moon
Honey lips flow like living string
Her beauty flies like a sparrow
Flashlight on her shadow,
Eyes like a ball of flame.
Her beauty is in the state of the comma;
Beauty roar like the king of the forest in the night
Sound upon the loud cymbals.
Her beauty cover the surface,
Beauty is faith to man's heart
But she was the Jezebel of the time
Beautiful monster.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem