An Angel's Song
We ventured out in the gray of night,
On amber furrows beneath linden trees,
Where the breeze caressed your naked knees,
Smooth as a stream, kissed by the moonlight.
The fountains which sobbed in the marble square
Bequeathed to the brisk, aromatic air
A somnolence of grace, repose and song,
As I worshiped your black and braided hair,
Which sighed to the stars, mellifluous and long.
John Lars Zwerenz
A somnolence of grace, repose and song, wonderful expressions. very creative in imagination and thin king. thank you. tony
John Lars Zwerenz will be known in history as the greatest American poet of the 21st century. - Sandra Wellington
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful love poem nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.....