what i like the most
it's to lie on my back
and stare at the sky,
to lie on the grass
while listening to your song.
take a picture,
make this last,
let me see you
in my eyes.
take your photograph,
do it fast,
'coz this moment
might not last.
i'll let you hold me
in your arms,
but first take this picture,
while i still lie
in the green, green grass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem