In the night that will come, <br />the kind stars have hidden themselves in the sky <br />and have been themselves again in memories. <br />I have found through the letters of my mother <br />a story of love <br />that I would be arranged. <br />I have imagined that <br />I live with a princess <br />in a palace of crystal <br />covered by clouds and eternal spring. <br />Shiver of love floats <br />to the choice of my heart <br />in a secret waving. <br />The princess has whispered me silently <br />the gentle touch of love.<br /><br />Valentin Gabriel Cristea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-love-letters-of-a-child/
