I imagine you carefree
with your wind whipped
golden honey hair
dancing in the summer breeze
Your eyes like the sky
pale, blue and playful
wander across the horizon
ever searching
ever wanting for eternity
Your hands play delicately
upon sharp blades of grass
strumming some far off tune
of romance
gentle are your fingers
like butterfly kisses
on spring flowers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely and very passionate. A pleasing write-up. Thanks for sharing.