Who is that man,
quiet as a shadow,
Alone as the moon,
on a cold winter night?
His smile is slow to come,
but when it does,
it glows like the sun.
By day, he shys away.
by night, he longs to belong.
Who is that man,
quiet as a shadow,
Alone as the moon,
on a cold winter night?
Who is this enigma? Could it be the man of one's dreams. The one who visits in the dead of night..to regale or to haunt? nice verse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice story I like it!