Crossing grass and scattered leaves,
Adjacent to fountain heave,
Chirping birds, and dancing flowers,
Tinkle thud, vision so far
Towards the sky, lofty and away!
Peeped into two eyes deep,
Touch of sight, oh silent creep,
Towards the physique, tender and neat,
Burning senses, pageant heat,
Under the tree, thicker and tall!
Conversed eyes, silent the lips,
Dialogue hushed, soundless, just chip!
Fervent to, in ocean, dip…..
Did not heed to thought of blip!
In the mid of fragrant flowers!
Neither haste, nor patience stood,
I sent message, as I could,
Bashful damsel, bold sweetheart,
Love is passion, seduction is art!
In the comfy bed in alone…….
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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"Love is passion, sediction is art!" I truly do love your style of writing. Yet another amazing piece.
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Romantic
Very romantic poem
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