Nightbus to Tallin

by pablofernandezwriting

Tallinese girl
Don’t turn away
Your eyes, which
Contain the sea when we sit by the harbor
And are of forest made
When forests pass our road

Don’t close your smile
While the white night promises
Late spring in early June
I am alone as the island trees
Amidst the morning dew

Tallinese girl don’t let me
Be alone, don’t
Turn away your eyes.