The moon may hang low in the sky
But it is not the fault of you or I
The stars may burn and fall
And we won't care at all
The world could crumble at our feet
The sun could flare and we'd never feel the heat
The lonly bird wanders the breeze
And only you put my mind at ease
No one will know what I feel now
My life is yours forever, this I vow
A perfectly scribed tribute. The love sings off the page. And I know just where you're coming from. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good. I like this one... a lot. Zen