There was a nightingale.
She flew down to the branch
under which we were sitting.
When our lips came nearer
to kiss in love and intimacy
the nightingale began to sing.
I have read all your poems, Dev. As you said in your message, indeed - your poetry is quite Romantic! and some of them...unexpectedly sensual! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Romantic and sensual poetry the joy of the nightingale serenading the lovers