If just for a moment I could look in your dreams
are these just a few of the things that I'd see
slipping through gardens where pale blossoms grow
with white marble towers all covered in snow
pink misty hazes that cloud up your eyes
and gently caress you as paradise flies
into the treetops she sings with the doves
if you dream of these things
then I'd say you're in love
Fresh mountain pastures with bubbling springs
that flow to the valleys and make the bells ring
walking on petals that make no remark
as they whisp up beside you and lighten your heart
watching the waves as they thunder and roll
to batter the cliffs and set flying the foam
if these are the things that you've been dreaming of
then without hesitation
I'd say you're in love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I would say this is a lovely write. Patricia