You lead me guru-like through dreams
And hallucinatory visions;
I have a panoramic-movie mind
And a heart emanating the supernatural divine.
I can smell autumn approaching
In the air;
You’ll find me on an avenue strewn with trees,
I’ll be waiting for colorful falling leaves,
I’ll place them at your feet.
And come next year summertime,
We’ll be lovers ecstatic as butterflies.
This has the haunting quality of all beautiful and fleeting things. Time out of mind these words have wings. Take care, Uriah. Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful moving poem Uriah, very gentle too. A lovely write and a pleasure to read. Dreamy! Love and hugs Ernestine XXX