Romance Poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea

Honey, I would spoil you
I would make you rings from chirping every day
I would make you beads from stars every night
you would receive a bouquet of flowers daily.

I would dress you in purple of leaves
I would offer you veil of moon
I would attach you necklace of songs in ears
I would wrap you up in a gentle wind of spring.

We will fly on our dreams
in the distances and in the dusk
we will be like the sea when she is waiting for
the sun to rise after it.