Now not grieves me seas and waves...
Only crying now and falling leaves
As the heap -hay - smelling my hair
So larks have arrived to-me close...
Why they have brought me blue caress...
Why learn me so summer's light-libretto...
For you - must indifferent a time-going now
For I get used patience of love as the sea too...
Romance and the Sea have many a common-denominator, from their tublencse, ti their fresh surge and release....Very Nicely Done, T! FjR
blue caress...beautiful imagery...the emotion love has a closeness to nature...patience learned from nature...lovely
As the heap -hay - smelling my hair So larks have arrived to-me close... Rachel Ann Butler
Very fragile and beautiful. Sweet sadness defines the patience of love.10/10. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely write Tsira, we must all be patient in love, good imagery as in all your poetry 10 Lynda xx