The tender touch.
It reaches you inside. You
start trembling
like aspen, ready to fall.
Full breasted, a
crimson moon will spill
the buttermilk for
a rosarian.
Two beautiful stanzas from a very beautiful poem.
Thanks poet for sharing it.10 mark's.
Subhas
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The tender touch. It reaches you inside. You start trembling like aspen, ready to fall. Full breasted, a crimson moon will spill the buttermilk for a rosarian. Two beautiful stanzas from a very beautiful poem. Thanks poet for sharing it.10 mark's. Subhas