A silent night,
With lovers under the trees,
Whispering sweet nothings,
In the moonlight.
He moves the strand of hair,
From her face;
She shies at his touch,
Yet loves his caress...
He holds her close,
And she revels being possessed,
They forget the world,
In their fleeting moments of happiness...
The passing clouds block the moon,
And shine with a silver lining,
The glittering darkness falls on the lovers,
As their lips inter-twine.....
5 comments:
Now here is a poem that not only draws the reader into itself but also makes the insides of the heart go mush, not to forget the various funny (tingling) sensations at the various (right) places. Very apt choice of words to describe a special yet rare feeling with a subtle and smooth-flowing tone that can also best be realised when one sets it to music. Awesome write!
thanks Asiman....:)...ur grapple for the (right)words is absolutely worth it! :)
Does every love story end on a good note?
whoa..!!!
just Beautiful!!
I would luv to read more poems from you..
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