Crickets sing a symphony
as the sun slowly sets over the bay
the horizon is painted red
but it is not angry tonight
The small waves lick the dock
carefully, almost sensuously
as I slowly sip the wine
that has become one of my greatest friends
a thin trail of smoke
passes through my parted lips
and tonight,
like many a night before it
I am at at peace
this poem is like a romantic poem, sitting with ur bf or gf or husband n wife together reading this poem will imagine of u two seeing the sunset rise..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A warm and lovely poem. The images you create are sweetly romantic and sensuously relaxing...awesome!