Fancy
here you come
again
under a harvest
moon
I sense your
nearness
am I correct?
the feeling
remains
you
walked away
each separate
paths taken
fancy
your face still
lights up my
night.
Your face's the harvest moon. Beautifully expressed in the poem. Thank you.
It is during nights that fancy comes to visit us! Soft like the falling of a thistledown!
as i have always said, creation of a genius. fancy your face still lights up my night. my favorite lines. again a gem of first water. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful Fancy indeed... Good poem.. Loved reading it. Dear Hither, I seek your Blessings on my completion of 100 poems..Thank you.