Sitting under a cloudy horizon
With you in my arms, your lips against mine
Letting you see a place I go alone
You and I under a cloudy night sky
Silence was the language spoken that night
Thankful to see one another again
Staring deeply into each others' eyes
Not really knowing the dream we were in
Oh, to relive that night over once more
Perhaps I would hold you closer to me
Perhaps my kisses would be far deeper
Perhaps I'd hold you... Never let you free
Oh, how the moon would poke through the clouds
As if to smile in approval, sweet
And the few stars would shine down upon us
So sweetly dancing as our lips would meet
In one moment 'my place' became 'our place'
And all those things that I dreamt of right there
Those very dreams had finally come true
Under the clouds in that humid night air
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem