Marvelling at the sight:
A Cimmerian,inky hue
Splayed across a twinkling canvas
Of the iridiscent night.
Stars glimmered assuredly:
my tensed form assuaged,
tensed breath and shoulders
grew slack; unfettered
Like the flight of a once-bridled bird.
Blue turned
to encompassing black
Lashes feather-like
Against skin;
Coiled raven tresses
Unfurled in the soothing wind.
A sigh escaped parted lips
Gentle touches brushing across grass
Wispy murmurs soundless in the night:
In a sky full of stars.
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When The Heart Whispers
Thơ caThe poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's like the heart whispers softly, waiting to be heard. ~Vote and Comment~ © tanxsha [Previously warped_realities]
