I lay back into the grass hearing the birds chirping.
Seeing you in the blackness of my eyelid where the sun is shining.
I see you running with tears flowing down your cheeks.
I see you pausing and looking down at your feet.
I see one tear that dripped from your nose.
I followed that clear dropp to the ground.
What I saw threw me back,
It was I laying so soundless on the grass.
Then, if I was on the ground… where am I?
I look at my hands, Oh no!
They were gone… I must be dreaming.
Please wake me up… please!
I look up at you only to see your face filled with tears.
I wish I could get your attention for I was there.
You look up at the sky.
It is a lie!
I must be dreaming, please let me out!
You fall to your knees and grabbed my body,
With all your might… you shook me about.
This must be a dream. It cannot be true.
If it is, I want to tell you how much I love you.
I cannot die now, not just yet.
I close my eyes just wishing I was not there.
To a place where anything can be possible,
Counted to five and opened my eyes.
I was not sure what to make it for… I was in the grass.
I turn over to see a face. A young man’s face.
A familiar face, at the moment could not put a name on.
But once the smile arose from the lips,
My heart took a few flips.
This was the young man from my dream.
He is the one with such a bright beam.
How much I wanted to tell you.
Something that is at most true,
I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow... that is really good... I like it a lot! great job. it captures your readers and makes them see what you see. Becca