The fire in your eyes drives shivers through my soul.
It is the same sky of night-lights that flickers in the dark
For there is a glimpse of your saddened cracked heart
Lost in a forest dreams, locked with its casket of tears
Glistening through the tortured path is the lake of love
Diamonds in pearl droplets, sparkling in golden suns
A glint of hope for crystal tears on moonlit nights
Gathering at the fountains of innocent dreams
Always, gentle as the summer rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice indeed..........