Little Love Poem Poem by indira babbellapati
Little Love Poem
the moon rises
from the sea
the way you rise
from the heap of
night's bedspreads
what sweet nothings
still echo in your ears?
the same re-echo from
the moon and the sea
to make my heart rise
like the waves eager
to kiss the moon!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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4/24/2024 3:28:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
from the heap of night's bedspreads....its so new; differently penned! ! :)