Moon shadows drift across
my bedroom window cill at night
just as the sandman sprinkles
his stardust dreams around my head.
I spiral into loving dreams
with you within my arms.
The moon shadows play
across my window
while I am deep in dreams
that sends me to exotic places
with you always at my arm.
We run along sandy beaches
where the palm trees grow.
The island of my dreams
that always comes to me
when the moon shadows show.
2 December 2009
Another a romantic poem, at the moon always is in a stock exotic dreams. A remarkable part of your lyrics, David..10... best wishes, Tsira
I didn't realize how much I loved moon shadows till I read your poem. (smile)
Some lovely images here, and quite sensual! Very nice David.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a delightful and romantic muse. Your imagery is superb, as is your imagination.Beautiful Best Steve