Smile like a princess, Sunflower,
By the apple-orchard lake.
The dreams that dance in your eyes,
I’m certain, my heart they will break;
But I don’t mind crying in the moonlight
Drunk with poetry like the great Li Po.
I wish I could lay my head
On your long, yellow skirt;
I’d fall asleep for eternity
And forget that I’ve ever been hurt.
Poetry can be intoxicating. Praise for your beautiful, lyrical write. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful imagery, a fine write. amanda