Eyes don’t tell lies in the dark
Faces smile, lovingly close,
no need for conversation,
seeking each others lips.
our fingers chase,
meet ghostly in air.
Fire is extinguished,
music has stopped playing,
we are alone, without speaking,
but eyes, don’t tell lies in the dark.
Great piece Peter. The repetition of the first line is an excellent bonus to a wonderful, heartfelt poem. The words you have used virtually drool off the screen and the form, with its economy creates a gem of a piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow- great poem! It's very vivid. Keep up the good work :)