something about the star
directly seated to the left
of the sky brings happiness
to her soul and she is dancing,
twirling under the worship of
the night, the man on the moon
smiling, she's screaming love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so sweet..the dancing of stars...liked ur poem a lot get s 10 frm me... redards, ASHKA