Magic is an ambiance as we leaned upon a great oak tree
Your love wrapped tightly around me
I close my eyes tight, I know that this is only but a dream
Crickets out making tunes by the water,
as it rushes in a compelling flow
You rub my arm to chase the chill away
Peace surrounds my being as a gentle breeze is a drift
I feel close so to you
Your faith breaks my pain,
and you wash my wounds with 'love' like a waterfall
I can breathe again in my dreams of peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem