On a night
when the moon is brit
i will come for you
we will dance in your dreams.
over mountains, valleys, streams.
In distant lands,
to rock and roll bands.
On sliver sands,
at the threshold of life
where the dream maker stand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely Roy. I love the part were you will come to her, how romantic! Patricia