Nocturnal thoughts,
Sailing on the mirrors of skies.
Are those dancing stars I see,
In those midnight Black eyes?
Out of breath we lay on the foliage.
The wind disheveling my hairs.
In warmth of wilderness we lay,
Covered with stardust in layers.
For wanderlust our feet itch.
But our bodies beg for rest.
We are too far gone to be back now,
We already lost ourselves in these forests.
The moon talks to her lover- Earth.
Her kins twinkle and tease the couple.
I wonder if they could love in white and blue,
Will the world let us love in purple?
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Heart Strings
Poetry"Her eyes on moon, And his eyes on her. His hug more warm, Than the warmth of a sweater. Match like them, Like earth and sun. Like tranquility and serendipity, Mingled in one." A collection of poems which conveys different stories about love...
