Divine Lovers Poem by ashek rahaman

Divine Lovers



The night was young
Stars at their brightest
Soft gentle breeze
He was at her arms-seized
It was such a rarity of sublime innocence
As their souls met in heavenly silence
Cupid, Eros, Aphrodite & all the angels of paradise
Wept in happiness, in delight
At the divine lovers sight

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