There's a crescent on the moon,from where your face shimmers a smile.
Mellow zephyrs caress desires,
winter whispers modestly beguile.
I see your moon dust drizzle,
and blame this tempest night senile.
Yet still reach out my hands, hoping
perhaps you'd serenade me to your isle.
I reckon they perhaps wonder,
what is she - ludicrous? juvenile?
But there's a crescent on the moon,
and I've been watching all this while.
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Romancing words again Cin...
Great to see these little appearances and the strength and intensity in the words still the same...
could feel you serenading with the flow, for happy times to begin:-)
Ludicrous. Juvenile.
Your choice of words is so intelligent.
This was so roamntic...being a Cancerian, we have this very interesting connection with the moon, isnt it!
@ Su : For happy times to begin. :)
@ Crystal : Thanks baccha. :)
@ Ri : Thanks Ri, though I dont know much about Cancerians and moons, my knowledge of astrology is pretty poor.
nice words cindy, i am back here in blogsville after a hiatus.. u remeber me?
Oh! Lovely! I am on a holiday (I know! :P) and I want someone to serenade me right now with your poem!
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The flow was great!
Loved reading it
And the moon, FTW! :D
I loved it!! I can't stop reading it over and over again!
@ Unsure Ascetic : I do remember you. And thankyou. :)
@ Tanvi : You are still on holiday!! Lucky lucky girl.
Want some serenading?
I am sure Mr. Fabulous is listening.
:)
@ PD : Thanks. Whats FTW btw?
@ Happy Go Lucky : :)
And I can't take my eyes off of you
You've always amazed me with the wordplay you've done, and the feelings expressed.
Beautiful, it is.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
romantic chores :)
Weakest LINK
The pic and the poetry matched perfectly...what an evocative piece.
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