Underneath this tree,
We sit in silence.
It is now that I am able
To truly see the beauty of a lack
Of stringed together words.
We stare at each other
When we think the other
Is unaware, not looking,
But we both know our fates.
Drowsy, I do not want
This moment to end, though
I know I will see you again.
Do you promise to soundlessly
Sing me to sleep in my dreams?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your flow of words is excellent and every poem has its own style.. Again a nice poem