What do I see in the dark?
a pair of eyes so lone
a pair of eyes with prayer
a pair of eyes with stars
these stars are made of dreams
dreams that we saw together
when together we shared moments
those moments precious we still hold
We behold happiness in stillness
stillness that was not forced
we invited some moments to call
us when we shall be no more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem