She Wrote A Beautiful Poem On My Lips - Poem by KAVIN CHARALAN

Sleeping beauty I called her
She gave a magic touch to my eyelids
And spread as dreams

Blue necked peacock I called her
She leaned on my shoulder
Clasped my hand and walked with me

Deer Oh my dear female deer I called her
She held her fingers before her red lips
And blew a flying kiss in the air

Honey Oh sweet Honey I called her
She came like gentle breeze
Smiled, curved her lips
And wrote a beautiful poem on my lips

Comments about She Wrote A Beautiful Poem On My Lips by KAVIN CHARALAN

  • Saadat Tahir (5/8/2012 5:29:00 AM)

    a simple romantic moment captured in eternity in few and beautiful words....lovely
    the artistry of a seasoned poet

    loved it

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  • Parithi Muthurasan (4/17/2012 4:38:00 AM)

    a very nice poem with beautiful words (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012

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