when we were young you took my breath away
but now I know our love can never be
the heart yet follows where the passions stray
as I recall a kiss that set me free
the memory leaves me waiting patiently
for I cannot forget the rising heat
that warmed the fires of cold infinity
within a dance that earth and sky complete
for heaven dwells within the eyes of youth
and in an upturned chin before a kiss
and in the test of time and simple truth
that now reveals the bygone love I miss
and though I failed I still await the chance
to steal but one more kiss and one last dance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely memory to share. you always write such wonderful poems. Annette
Thank you Annette, I am so happy that you think so. Some I work on more than others.