(Dedicated to the unknown gardener)
Languishing geese, call.
Aggrandize the
moons rays, skin effulgent, disrobed in the
water.
Enamoured of, is a sIngle anima;
dwelling in the physique of a brace,
kissing,
a delicious fabrication by mother nature,
when
to converse is inconsequential.
Sparrow
Nice imagery we are always moved and doubts are removed moon has remained our lovable object for each and every enjoyable act
This piece draws me to deep memories of a simpler time of skinny dipping in the moonlight with my best friends sister. I grin and blush.
Rachel, I liked the form, flow and content of this poem, much appreciated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, you like Sparrow, I like Chopin- Beautiful poem; enjoyed reading it. I like this, the most: ''moons rays, skin effulgent, disrobed in the water.''- It is interesting, beautiful and scares me, at the same time.