you were away for too long,
but i recall the day,
you came like the chorus of a song,
to sing my pain away,
you heart charged onward,
like a mighty armies feet,
i lay myself beside you,
dreaming my dreams to its beat,
sing me home,
with the beautiful breath,
with lovers hush hush tones,
with a lovely beating rhythm,
let me find my way,
to loves chorus and to you,
sing the song,
were you say the words i love you,
and ask if i love you too,
with words like painted dreams,
and a chorus sweet as ice creams,
let love boil to its brim,
and let us color our dream,
with colors of sky, and flowers,
make sweet all our sours,
Sing me home,
with bristled eyelash,
and the tempting stolen glance,
with the touch that is a gentle brush,
and the promise of romance,
sing me home,
with your heart,
remember that song,
about the star crossed lovers,
and their love that was as strong,
as this my love,
and sing me home.
you're an envy of thirsting soul keep that fountain pouring.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Impressionistic and lovely in word and writing.