If I were to set sail anew,
upon the ship of life.
Leave the port of memories lost,
with sails caught in the night.
I would with eager breath draw in,
sweet aromas like perfume.
Intoxicating my senses
with anticipation that grew.
But would a damsel so sweet as you be there,
with lips eager to touch mine?
Would you be a mate I yearned for,
on a sea I seek to find?
If so, Up anchor! , No moment to lose! ,
let our ship of love and life seek this port.
As we hoist the sails to catch the wind,
to go find my dream come true.....
Moon,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem