Walking on green grass
To the sound of birds.
Writing a poem
Without any words.
Just a kiss
And rhymes that float
Above the abyss
Of lost hope.
Walking on candy cloud
With kaleidoscope skies.
Where reality flies
Out of sight.
A surreal feel
Splitting the night.
And romance swirls
In the blue breath of moonlight.
As fate hurls
The stars like jewels
Beauty has no rules
Stealing souls with its embrace.
When lovers
Feel the symphony
Of imaginings
And lips touch
Softer than gossamer wings.
Our chariot will come
To take us away.
Riding a sea
Of blue array.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem