It will be the sun
to make me remember
your warmth,
the roses
your scent.
It will be the nights without you
to make me wish
your caresses,
the stars
your smiles.
It will be the wind
to bring me
your voice,
the pain
your promises.
It will be passion
to give me your kisses,
solitude
your hugs.
It will be peace
to return you to me.
19.11.'14
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
İt's a nice poem. Good work.
Thank you very much, Mohammad.