In this ethereal moment, I feel you
The dew falls, the air feels cold,
In this ethereal moment, I feel you,
Then later, twilight falls, painting the sky,
In that brush of nature, I trace you.
The neighborhood is old, the restaurants familiar,
Among these dwellings, I remember you,
A wonderful play; the characters are ancient,
Yet in Sappho's Aphrodite, I see you.
The stars above shimmer, their light eternal,
In this brilliant tapestry, I imagine you,
The mountains are serene, the lake placid,
Ghosts of eternity! I am haunted by you.
The wind whispers through the trees,
In every rustle, I seem to hear you,
The flowers bloom with timeless grace,
In their irresistible scent, I breathe you.
The rain falls gently, such a soothing balm!
With each drop, I growingly miss you,
The days are passing, the nights restless,
I don't have dreams, but when I do, they are of you...
NAVIGATION