I see my love standing there
under the green sky of mine.
She still has her flowing hair
It's probably a fairytale.
She still smiles like she used to,
but I know shes not there anymore.
Even though there's room in my heart forevermore.
This is probably a dream.
I try to hug her
but she slips through my hands.
and yet she still smiles at me.
And i feel her hand caress my cheek.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem