This winter has been better
If I had found you in my arms
Sleeping peacefully as the night
Strikes twelve and the first hoot
Of the owl is heard from the barn
This winter has been a blessing
For me if under the yellow light
I had found you reading the poems
On love resting your head on my chest
And the moon had smile at us secretly
Through the rectangular skylight
This winter will come again
And I will show you my love
When the snow will start falling
I will hold you tight under the blanket
And take you to the moon and the stars
With dancing of my fingers across your
Body and warm kisses on your soft lips
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem