Meet Me Poem by Saddam Husen

Meet me
at that lovely place
where stars are spread
and sweet springs always lives.

Meet me, at that place
where little pieces of snow every time falls
and a bunch of birds sing in a queer voice
where easy wind never come to end.

Between this mead, under that big tree
surrounded by this graceful environment
we talk about love.

I want to dance with you till the last breath
I want to live with you till the end
where desires are untied to move.