Exotic sounds
 Staring as if hypnotized. 
The moon savouring enchanted, those movements 
almost stationary   The sound of the sea, 
His light footsteps, move across the floor
 as his eyes distracted, 
confident, almost cocky
as his drawn by an hand,  on his hips and head, 
A  symmetrical dance, which mingled  the waves sound 
 almost dancing with them. 
 The quiet beach, sandy  was coloured gold, 
under the moon watching.
She approached 'him with the harmony, 
 of the wave's movements
 Reflecting him  like almost dancing on the sea.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    