You send the vibration of
Numerous stars when I come
Out to look for you in the darkness
You tell stories of love
In the voice of the wind as it
Blows from dark grove by the river
Aroma of your youth
Casts a spell in my eyes and
I fall asleep to dream of the night
And you like an angel
Descend from the moonlit sky
To take me with you to the clouds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem so well crafted adorned with crystalline images. Top Marks! ! !