Dearest darling
light of my eyes
how can I tell
you how much
my being cries,
for you and me
to be together
in each other.
It is almost
painful this
long wait you
make me wait,
seems forever
Oh! my heart
how it aches
for your tender
touch, in the
middle of the
night it makes
love to the
poet in me
and makes me
write these
lines for
you
a write on love in the middle of night...it can not be else but one that is sweet...a cute sweet write alluringly inviting to share the feel it carries in it...10
'for you and me to be together in each other' Touching lines. You have feelingly expressed how pleasurably painful the longing for the lover and pining there on would be.You may read some of mine. To begin with Cleopatra, Hehlen of Troy, A woman forty plus aspires, woman's delicacy, could be a cruel mother, pure love. Shanmugam.
'in the middle of the night it makes love to the poet in me and makes me write these lines for thee' Wonderful Reshmaji. Lovely.10+
Reshma, you describe yourself as a 'hopeless romantic' in your biography. This poem certainly attests to that fact. Unaffected and rather sweet, I would describe it a song of love and longing. Fondly, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the true love in the middle of the night it makes love to the poet in me lovely, this single verse makes the complete poem 10+