Second of August, a first Wednesday...
Year 2000, almost 3'o clock of the day...
A pray and a dream have come true...
My angel sent from above, it's you....
Same place of birth, almost same to breathe...
Young we are, found you on the same street...
Captured you there on rooftop but never told...
May be, I knew myself not good enough to hold...
A promise to be friends but love with rhythmic feet...
The touch of your hand makes my heart to skip a beat....
We came closer, things get easier...
My red heart is always far away from fear...
I believe in you, you can't let me down...
Even the day when the sky kisses the ground...
On this day, on your birthday...
My prays and my dreams have come true...
Angel to me sent from above, it's you....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks..😘