Naked, beneath the naked sky
Blurred by the smoky shroud
Of her own breath, in the quiet
Corner, bitten by the cruel frost
There is my love, shivering like
The leaf, twirled by the whirlwind
Waiting for me, waiting for me to
Hold her in my arms, and seal her
Lips with the warm kisses of love,
Straight from the core of my heart
My love, hold on to life, wait for me,
Don’t be shattered by this brutal
Winter frost, I am coming, I am on
My way, I will burn myself, to warm
Your heart and save you from this
Horrendous cold. My love is pure,
My love is true , it is as certain,
As the shimmer of the pristine
Moon, that bathes the night, with
The cascade of light as it passes by.
Copyright 2003 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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This is a great love poem. Very well done.
Marlene
Tami
"Of her own breathe, in the quiet" (Did you mean to use "breath"? [breath = noun, breathe = verb])
EXCELLENT WRITE MY FRIEND
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Best regards my friend,
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