Sometimes I fear there is no love,
I sail on a lake beneath the moon
And I wish to embrace Mistress Moon
And drown in the water of her luminescence,
I feel helpless when I don’t believe in something special.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
don't worry Uriah, keep believing because there is something special, not all folks get to grips with. But I am sure you will not be dissappointed. Some folk just don't believe enough to deserve it. Smiling at your romantic heart, Tai