In the winter morning sky
I was lying in bed, thin blanket covering me
Lights are coming through the blinders
I can see someone in the balcony
I forgot to turn off the light
Computer is still online
Everything was there,
In this small room above the park road
My mind was far away, the building
Somewhere in the sky,
Wandering to see you, at least once
But your sky and my sky are different
I can fly, I can go anywhere but not into your sky
Miranda! I know what I want
But I couldn't say to you
Within few days winter will go
A nice summer is coming
I wish I am with you in the shattered sands of Bondi beach
Holding hand and enjoying the crowd
So that no one can separate us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem