When our lips melt
Through the conversation
Our night,
When our sails are
Followed by the shining stars
Our night,
When our challis
Is full of romance
Our night,
When the ragged mountain
Becomes a green meadow
Our night,
When our souls
Unite
Our night,
When the silver moon
Guards our clasping
Our night
When we live our
Dreams
Our night
When the dawn must wait.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the imagery in the poem.gives one a way of going far with thoughts of what will be done through that night with the darkness standing still, the conversation into kisses.nice