The moon shines upon her face.
Yet her glow shames all of space.
And i glance at her with haste.
For I am nervous that she notice that I am in daze
Her genuine beauty causes my heart to race.
Yet that beauty like the moon disappeared without a trace
I have search yet another beauty, for the rest of my days
You've only started and yet your poems have a speciality that gives people pleasure to read them. A 10 for you. Keep up the good work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really nice job Nathan :)