Soft wind drifts around,
Her hair danced with them...
Flirting with his eyes...
Her eyes translucent...
Her lips, a deeper shade of wine...
Her face, a carnation...
The corners of her lips,
Moves apart slowly...
Involuntarily, so does his...
His eyes doting on her...
Through the corner of her eyes
She watches him...
His eyes half closed...
His face pulled a string in me...
He din't seem to notice...
Watching her is what he does...
A grin left her lips...
As if by a invisible force
His lips gave the way for a smile...
Here I stand, under the shade
They don't seem to notice me...
Busy in each other they seems to be...
The realm of love
Floating round...
How can my heart not smile?
For so innocent is that gesture...
The passion as fresh as the dew...
I gave a sigh, a moment of envy...
Ah, love! A bowl of nectar...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aah a story again with love. well written. try reading miy love poems as well.