Come, my darling and take my hand
Let us walk across these mirrored sands
Breath deep the sweet ocean air
And dream of far-off exotic lands.
One day we will be there
Feasting on experiences
Fulfilling our desires
No cares in the world,
Just wasting our hours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the promise this poem envisions. Nice work.