In the morning your love is warning
you kindly invading my space
our bodies feel the heat and the morning is bright
is our age of reason, I felt the touch
then in the midnight hours
my heart wake up
and my love born again
demanding happiness
touching feelings
above walls
dreaming to make love
under the waterfall
holding hands
in the sunset
stay close to eachothers
until the sunrise
make this love
so bright
under the shining stars
accompanied by the wise moon
feeling the nothern wind on our back
smell the flowers scent
then leave the mighty sky
and slowly comeback to hearth
with a magnificent descent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem