My hand grasped her palm tightly,
Our legs carried us to the top of the greenery,
It was indeed a visual feast...
That painted sky was still no match for her colors,
The golden light was slayed by her luscious radiance,
Its time for the pearl white moon to get pale,
I realized the glittering stars envied her sparkling eyes from a distance! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a lovely poem, dear poet👍👍👍
thx so much for yr sweet comment bernard