Read me my love
If you want to see
Your sketch
While writing
It was your image
Like the wine
Of the last night
Still singing
In my head
In the morning
Read me my love
For today
In my hurried movements
I posted the letter
To someone else
Thinking it was you
Read me my love
For I commented on “life”
Today
When I felt
That under the tree of life
Not only birds
But me and you
Will one day
Sit and sing
Read me my love
For I am like the book
Of thousand and one nights
And each night
The story speaks
Love of ages
22/10/2008
very rare that we find a good reader in the book of love...liked reading through the poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes I read your book of One thousand and One Nights---and each day a new story of your love enfolds. Great write +++10 regards anju