Back to the time when I used to sleep over the fairy tales, who would have thought that you and me would weave our own.
For all the mistakes, you are forgiven.
You have been a source of lights and love in my life. Thanks to your love. You are all enough and all trusting.
Now come as I share this view, reminiscing our old love and your warm hug. Couldn't have asked for more than you.
This time it's you and me under the sky, where we dance with hand in hand and moon chasing our footprints.
Leaving our smells behind but not our love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem