If I could fly away with you I would:
We'd breach the sky beyond where currents flow,
Above the highest nimbus ever stood,
I'd fly you where all tear drops turn to snow.
Bright stars, like fairies' dust, would trace our faces,
Through nebulae we'd sparkle in love's sight,
A pilgrimage for two to desp'rate places,
Like birds we'd soar as though to touch was flight.
O'er pearly shores we'd come to rest a while;
And catch our breath before resuming home.
I'd bear aloft your heart and meet your smile,
But wingless I am grounded here, alone.
If I could only fly with you I might,
But cannot so I'd better learn to write.
-October 8,2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is a very sweet one David, beautifully thought out. Sincerely Ernestine Northover