Run away with me
We'll fly to the moon
And watch our stars burn
The end doesn't matter
Because we're happy here
So take this moment by moment
While the piano plays for you
Fly with me
To the moon
And watch our stars
Like lighthouses in the sky
Pointing their beams toward each other
Reaching but, too far away
But they'll always point at me too
For one day
When we're on the moon
I'll make a friend of the stars
Even a hundred miles apart
I'll find you
And we'll be together again
Where a bunny hops in the sky
Come with me
To the moon
Where the piano plays your song
Because the ending doesn't matter
It's all the same anyway
So smile here
By the lighthouse above the sea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent piece. Each stanza is captivating. I find a lighthouse mentioned in many of your poems, an obsession? Do you live near a sea or big river? (just my inquisitive mind's wondering!)