i see you
not in the face of the moon
but through its light
pouring in between the leaves
of the old mango tree
i see you
your lips
covered in thick dark hairs
winding down the back of your neck.
i see you
tears rolling down your face
and over my bare chest.
i see you
in the depths of the night
we both awake
making memories,
sharing the life we have led.
i see you
Like for the last time
As if
there is no tomorrow.
i see you
clutching onto our dreams
making that last effort
to be you and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a great memory of Love from you to the dear....nice description... it gets 10 plz also read my poems and comment