A touch of moonlight
Whispering over my skin
Shimmering in the night
Silver women whirl
To a silent tune along my arm
They jump and leap and prance and twirl
As sudden as the moonlight came
It disappeared behind the trees
Moonlight’s fleeting moment of fame
Fantastic imagery. I could plainly see your silver women dancing. Lovely piece, Sophie. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem Sophie, Nice imagery. Claude Davis III