when the darkness fades
the rays of hope
gently kiss my skin,
I open my eys to notice
the glistening rose
in my reach within.
the drops of dew
that she refuses to let go,
holds stories of the meeting
the flower refuses others to know.
tell me, rose
are these dew
the tears you
wiped of the moon?
of that lonely giant,
that smiles for all
forgotten by even the sky
on the newmoon's fall
the silence speaks,
as Rosa pulls the dew closer
keeping Luna's secret for ever.
I smile as I walk away
jealousy warming me
more that the burning rays
as I wish I too
had someone through the lonely night...
Dew drops on the flower revealing the secrets of the night, but not all of them! Great imagery!
Your imagery is so heart felt! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moon (for that matter, sun too) is taken for granted…" forgotten by even the sky "… beautiful. Congratulations, dear poet for this excellent poem