Ah yes
loving is the sweet thought
promised of tomorrow:
a smile, a hug or a kiss
I dream of sweet moment
of your smooth words
So hold me tight and whisper in my ears.
I long remember your sweet thought
of the early morning sunshine
trapped my soul
with the inspiration
to believe your true love
with or without your presence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem