you took me to the hills
to watch tiny butterflies
kissing daffodils bloom
to listen to singing grass
teased by eastern wind
shadows following us
dew embrace our feet
forming twin lines uphill
as grasshoppers jump
like sowing seeds
some are trap by spiders
waiting hungry on their web
quails flew, fluttering sound
chase by our eyes to horizon
i can feel you squeeze tight
as if you wanted to take off
i look at you and give you kiss
you pinch me, we both caress
Dew embrace our feet Forming twin lines uphill.. Fantastic. Stay on journey long. Apoet Bangla
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The grass singing The wind teasing And you, wandering... Beautifu poem - nature carried alive!