Your eyes take me to a land
Where in the blue expanse of a sky
I would roam as a vagabond
Always thinking about you and die
Your lips take me to a realm
Where colors are shed by butterflies
Buds swing to the tune of your name
Where true love never dies
Your face forces me to dream
About a life pure and bright
Love proliferates as wild flowers
Under the grace of a divine light
When I hold you close to me
I prefer to live as a common man
On the paper of your beauty I
Would run love’s emotional pen
@Tiku 11/06/2015
Buds swing to the tune of your name Where true love never dies ........ Love proliferates as wild flowers Under the grace of a divine light.... Yes, true love never die. It proliferates as wild flowers. Highly speculated.Excellent collocation. I like this poem very much.Thanks for posting.......10
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Which page I may read your poem, any page on PH, they are of a greatest Beauty constantly. My token of appreciations is certainly well meant and seriously thoroughly thought. Thank you so much for sharing another Beauty, Anil. God's Blessings be perpetually upon you. Amen. A 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++