Your eyes flutter
in the sun’s wind,
two free spirits
entwined, chanting:
My Violet,
distant light,
keep me warm eternally,
my Violet.
Sterling leaves wave
as I meander in space.
The moon’s motion
I embrace and pray:
My Violet,
morning’s dew,
don’t submit to the shadows,
my Violet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow amigo.I love this one all the best bro Roger