Walking on the boardwalk
Under a moonlit night
We shared our thoughts
The moon was bright
Then I looked into your eyes
As you walked away
My heart left melting
Like heated clay
I still see your reflection
Whenever I visit that site
Those moments stand still
Under a moonlit night.
C. Vergara
10.22.1997
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The moonlit night was a beauty to enjoy when she was with me, you have gone Ii am sad, i miss you, the same moonlit night is so painful to see! A touching poem!