I look at the sky,
and your face I see,
your lovely brown eyes,
smiling back at me.
I want to run my fingers,
through your silken hair,
tell you how much I really care.
One day soon,
you will be lying next to me,
I will feel your warmth,
skin, to skin.
As we climb loves stairs,
to that explosive ecstacy.
Then snuggled up,
in each others arms,
drifting off to sleep.
Knowing that I am yours,
and you are mine.
for ever, always to keep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely written! just a little sad, but sounds pretty hopeful! Well done, Tango!