some say water has a memory of every being or rock or stone it has touched.
putting my hand in the water I send you my greetings where ever you are.
my love is spread upon the waters, so that every drop I touch will grace your lips pass through the rough seas and tenderly say I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Highly original poem Paul...I thoroughly enjoyed reading it...btw the title is very apt. It's definitely a tender and touching ten from me!