Our hearts are like the golden field behind.
I feel the gold melting and flowing in me.
But it is a melting which cools my being.
When I am with you,
when I feel your nearness,
I am simply lost in joy.
Do you call it a heavenly love?
Yes, In love even the gold, diamond and other precious stones and metal just vanishes.....Excellent poem.....10+++
Liked it very much, Yes, I do call it, and will go on calling it the same..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow well penned dear Dev 10