Damp grass after a cool summer rain.
Hot sun through the two way train.
Gold tan from the long day's heat.
Now its time to take a rest, take a seat.
The rain and sun combined to beautifully coexist.
Two lovers kissing, just one figure in the mist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love the ending, and i hope the figure is Jesus, because he is the ultimate love