I dreamed of a night that was so long,
that it left me longing for your skin.
Some say it's a sin; my guilty pleasure.
But what can you say to a pirate, longing for treasure.
I dreamed of a night when I wasn't even sleeping,
I saw my emotions and feelings creeping,
away from me as I breathed that breath I swear was my last,
Such was the turmoil the night I dreamed of you.
The sensation of your heart against mine,
The breath being synced against the time,
The small mole on your neck, and eyes that outshone the dark,
I let go of my defenses, and you left your mark.
Your silhouette beneath the sheet,
A forbidden dream where all my ends meet.
Such was the night when I dreamed of a night,
where the lone regulus went without a fight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely romantic train of thought, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with good rhyme scheme. Thanks for sharing Vikrant. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.