My love story…
My man will come
Riding white horse
When stars will shower
It’s twinkling dim light
And moon light will carry us
Taking on a soothing flight
When flowers will blossom
And birds will chirp
Bees will hum a song
And butterflies spreading its vast colors
I’ll meet my prince
And hold his hands
We will walk together
On the cozy sand
Dream seems to come true
When we will share our emotions we went through
And then I will never wish
That, that night would ever end
Being together with someone
And experiencing the reality I always dreamt
Still I know the night will end one day
But the one I love will always hold my hand
And as I say
My man will come
Riding white horse
When we both will elope
Crossing all myths and all bars…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, kitz. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks