As the sun falls,
as the river flows,
and the wind blows,
we have found each other.
Unlikely bonds,
as pure as diamonds and your soul.
We have found each other,
in the middle of the road.
One a tortured soul,
another a free spirit,
both with hearts of gold.
In the fields we go,
to find the place we call home.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings, lovely and very heartfelt. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing, Jean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a nice start, Jean. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks