In tiptoeing tiny steps
I came to you
to pluck your soul.
You found me, hugged,
kissed, squeezed my lips.
Then..
plucked your soul to give me
and the moon smiled.
(True love experience is always a mystery.
“The smile of the moon” - the mild golden light of the moon that falls in the garden on the riverbanks was always mysterious for me) .
and the moon smiled. a lovers moon, bringing the timid tiny footsteps of love to fruition, upon the lips of the beloved
By personifying the Moon, you have portrayed a lovely picture of true love.
By personifying the Moon, you have portrayed a lovely picture of true love.
Oh! this is extraordinary........beauty lies in smiles of moon upon staring at souls in love divine.......Dr. Tony......many thanks for sharing these beautiful and memorable poems....10+++++++
I came to you to pluck your soul.Full of romanticism.Nicely crafted poem.
Very beautiful poem then plucked your soul to give me and the moon smiled really terrific line Beautifully written and a lovely read well done to you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spare, elegant lines inviting to deep meditation..more than deserving of tens.Thank you for sharing