I get butterflies…don't know why.
Let my imagination take me high.
Never have I met you… then what is wrong?
With me and my illusions...you can't go wrong.
So pack your bags and come with me
To a place where we should be-
Where sea gulls fly and mermaids dance
A place so perfect for romance:
An island where the moon shines bright.
We'll dip and dance all through the night
And catch the waves and ride the tide
Where dolphins swim, and play and hide.
The stars will gleam and colors enhance
Of what our lives should bring by chance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem