As I saw her laying there,
I began to weep.
Tears were flooding my face
For a reason I could not explain.
The darkness engulfed me
And I saw not but her beautiful face.
Then she smiled.
A smile so glamourous
That it drove the darkness away.
Then she was gone.
She dissappeared into the light
And was seen no more.
And in that instant,
I knew I witnessed a miracle:
The true power of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I read the title and the first thing I thought of was the Huey Lewis song. This however is nothing like it. Seeing a girl and starting to weep...I'm not sure exactly what could cause that. Guess she could have snagged your bank card and withdrew a few hundred from your account. I don't get the 'glamorous' in the poem, seems more fitting for a catalogue. Other than my few complaints it was an interesting read. I think I'd have growled slightly louder had she stolen my bank card. And her dissapearing into the night. I sense a Nancy Grace headline.