Oh gentle breeze upon my face,
I feel thee now blow through my hair,
Oh gentle love where is your place,
Amongst the stars and moon somewhere,
Oh pretty rosebud opening wide,
To show the beauty that you hold,
I'm missing you I cannot hide,
These feelings for one with a heart of gold,
Oh let me feel your spirit now,
Give me a sign that you are there,
For you my love I'll hold you somehow,
Within my dreams such beauty rare.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, Jayne. Five stars!
Thank you Belle! Much appreciated x