I cannot sleep at midnight
Listening to the summer breeze,
I want to walk with you
Down along the hypnotic river
Bathed in moonlight,
Your hair on naked shoulders
Makes me cry.
Do not be displeased
With my obsession
For your magical essence.
Uriah>>>The passion and the peril, you indeed express these crosses well.... Solid Penning, my friend... F. j. R. 02/O2/07
Uriah>>>The passion and the peril, you indeed express these crosses well.... Solid Penning, my friend... F. j. R. 02/O2/07
Uriah>>>The passion and the peril, you indeed express these crosses well.... Solid Penning, my friend... F. j. R. 02/O2/07
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I would like to translate this poem
One could learn much from you... Hugs, Dee