i stand near the ocean,
smelling the salty water,
feeling the sand between my toes,
i turn suddenly,
discovering i was being watched,
instead of running,
i turn back to the view,
i hear the call,
i walk away,
i turn back once more,
my breath catches,
the blue sapphire eyes,
sketched in my mind for life,
the amazing,
Blue Sapphire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nicely penned..beautiful view with a nice mood of reminishing..grace