Like the fairy tale perfectly written
He takes my hand,
shows me why
Faces bathed in shades of blue
Starlight from the sky
Lightening flies,
now fire chills
His whisper in my ear
Far away
on the crest moon
unmoving now
Tranquil
still
This place he takes me by the hand
Where nothing,
Not even love is blind.
Tender chimes forever ping;
Angel wings aflutter sing
old lovers
Joined
Forever bound
Sweet scent of ripened strawberries
Blows through cool blue air
His eyes roam over me soft and wild
Rain forests pour down sheets of gold
Wet with warmth from orange sky
Shades of green rush from my eyes,
Blades of grass
Grow jungle love
And so it is
This man and I
Born of earth and air and sea
Combined as one
In each others eyes
Still all
We’ve ever been
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem