I will sit with you in the dark,
for you do not crave the light.
I will sit with you under the moon.
while you hold me tight.
You love the shades and secrets,
and the cold night air,
the misty foggy dew
and my long wavy hair.
You light a candle
and we sit around its glow.
The night is very silent
and its nearly time to go.
When the sunlight comes
that is our time to sleep.
We head off under the stars
to our slumber deep.
I will sit with you in the dark
and hold you tight my love.
You and I together,
under the heavens above.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'I will sit with you in the dark, for you do not crave the light.' From the very first, extraordinary.