Twilight in delight,
Making final flight,
Some naughty fight,
Some beauty plight.
Moon up high,
Me, a bit shy,
You now die,
Hahaha we fly.
Sense of caresses,
Nurture closeness;
Element of affectiveness,
Crown of loveableness.
Sombre sky venture
Hombre, victor tenure.
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I love the beautiful rhyming poem, dear Varsha. And the wonderful image too.5 stars of course.... : )
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moon up high, Me, a bit shy, You now die, Hahaha we fly......amazing poem.