Into thy night
Way above the clouds
Weightless
Like a feather
Sweet as can be
Falling into thy arms
Like a gentle wind
Blowing on the trees
Watching every moment
As if it was going to end
Holding eachother
Knowing loves everlasting grip
Growing closer
Everytime we meet
Falling into your arms
The way it was meant to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is truly beautiful. Could picture it. The way poetry is meant to be Kelsey :)