Sparkling waters, sun glistening it's bluey eyes,
looking like diamonds strewn upon a blue velvet
field.
Waving ever so slightly, beckoning all to come
nearer, giving in to temptation, we do draw nigh.
Suddenly disappearing from sight, and again being
seen seconds later, only they're too far out of
reach to touch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem