What is Love?
Is it the whisper of a word on the breath of the air and the
shape of a face cut in the clouds?
Does your heart sing?
When it does, does it sing with the voice of
one who taught it to sing?
Do you see the stars?
I see the stars. I see my yesterdays
burning through the night.
Do you see the stars?
The splintered shards of heaven scattered many
across midnights' velvet cloth, like jewels
on a jewellers cloth.
a sweet description! you changed the direction in this poem! I liked it.
well this one ranks up with one of my favorite poems by you. i love the way you express yourself. Jen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow..full of lovely images..it goes to my favorites..a 10