In whispers of the wind, I hear your name.
A gentle breeze that stirs the flame.
Of love that burns, a fire that never fades.
A heartbeat that echoes, in every shade.
In moonlit nights, I see your face.
A radiant glow that time and space.
Cannot erase, a memory that stays.
A love that shines, in every phase.
In silence, I feel your touch
A whispered promise, a loving clutch.
That holds me close, through joy and strife.
A bond that strengthens, with every breath of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely Kingsley! Well deserved poem of the day!