I want to be that place in your mind where time stops.
Where there is nothing but our fading memories of
Bluer skies and moonlit nights
Of lightning bugs and bon fires
Summer heat and thunderstorms
Autumn breeze and falling leaves
You and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Natasha Bolling. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.