My darling, look how recklessly the moon is shining,
see how all of the stars sparkle
as if never again
there will be a night like this.
Have you not read my message
in the stars above your head?
How much I love you,
where you are here next to me?
I wish I could put all of the flowering jacaranda trees
in all of Pretoria
into my words to you
and all of the flowers in our garden
to make you realise how beautiful this spring is
but I am saying only
how much I love you,
where you are here next to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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