Leaving behind,
the tales of cafes and bars,
It was on the terrace,
beneath the moon and stars.
Long before the sleep,
on the floors for dining,
the thoughts being deep,
with the wine entwining,
This is the life's breeze,
you and me to freeze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Shakira N. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Thanks Jazib