The first rays of sunlight
Filter the morning mist
Reflecting on the newly fallen dew
The birds sing their harmonious morning song
To waken the world to a new day
Their song to me a lullaby
A lullaby so sweet
To signal dreams and memories
No night however dark and inviting can compete
To a time when we were one
Cool summer breeze draws over, caressing my nakedness
To add to my dream, they bring memories of your touch.
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I would like to translate this poem
Memories and a dream you have captured well, beautiful