My sweetheart and I cuddling in the field.
The cornstalks standing tall.
The magic of love everywhere.
Exciting like the county fair.
Breathing becomes shallow.
Heads become light.
The stars hugged the sky.
Through the night was heard.
A sweet sound of passion cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The stars hugged the sky. Through the night was heard. A sweet sound of passion cry.....touching expression with passion. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.10