We are on the shore
No one is around
And the breeze is blowing so sublime.
I can't beg for more
Your eyes are profound
And their lashes tremble all the time.
The blue sea is rough
Water drops are splashed,
On the waves the ships are jumping high.
I am pleased enough:
The round shells are smashed
Seagulls are now soaring through the sky.
It's a lovely day
Sun is smiling hot
And the air is crystal-clear and blue.
Turtles on their way
Are crawling a lot
On the sand that has a whitish hue.
Suddenly I turn
Touching your hot skin
You are basking in the sun with grace.
I'm starting to burn
Outside and within
Happiness is when I see your face.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem