The moonlight that never fades
Never-ending wayward tides
As pretty as her beautiful eyes
Is my love for her that never dies.
Truly she completes nature
For her soul is intertwined
Basking with wildflowers
Loving her all the time.
Dancing with the wind
came a gust of love
A breath from her lungs
that was freer than doves.
Hands softer than petals
The ethereal tongue of life
spoke to me freely
what a beautiful sight.
Our hearts touched
As we hugged
running to eternity
she is loved.
-Sam
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That girl that you write about.... you must like her alot. This is probably the 3rd best poem i heard from you.