The Full Moon's Promise Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

THE FULL MOON'S PROMISE
I saw you in my dream in the full moon night.
What did the full moon promise me this time?
Isn't there a plane flying to your side?
O, I didn't save my childhood's old bike.
Gone with my roof it cannot arrive.
O, I didn't save a single wheel to run.
No sea is ever for a wooden cart.
How many seas separate us?
The full moon promised me a silver plane in flight.
You are its pilot, my dear one.