I see the sun
shines in my hair
when your hands
is it's dress
I climb your happiness
and pass the lands
that make me cry
that make me cry
such a big lie
love once and once
such a big lie
happens just twice
love lives in me
I fly this time
over the clouds
of your deep love
Well done, Sara...Mellifluous structure...i like the repetition inthe 2nd stanza...it compliments the serene tone you establish from the start-up... ~ FjR ~
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I would like to translate this poem
I see the sun shines in my hair when your hands is it's dress.........................most beautiful imagery i am yet to find that carries with it with every thing implecit, thanks for sharing