I see the moon
A crystal ball with magical powers
It has the magic to transform me, transmit me to the time when
I was with my love
A time of joy, a time of love,
a time of happiness
The moon smiles,
She is proud to have been a witness
A witness of two souls searching for forever in each other
Searching for eternity
searching for love
Searching for and finding joy in ecstasy
I look up and see the moon
She is still smiling at me
She is telling me-
'Go to him. He waits.'
yes, the moon does that....especially when it's full......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Searching for and finding joy in ecstasy I look up and see the moon She is still smiling at me She is telling me- 'Go to him. He waits.' elegance and brilliance in its own disjunctive form and your poetic conjuctive form as well.....best of all that i have read until now...10 plus wish i could have more for u..