Mistique Kiss Poem by Ayni Poet
Mistique Kiss
I follow your shadow arising at sunset,
I want to walk within your silver footsteps
They take me to a forest of beaming diamonds,
Where happy angels play violin on strings of trees.
Their wings are made of butterflies
Orchids blossom from the sky here,
And air is misty and warm
As it was before you were born.
Hot air balloons are up in the above,
Dancing between the seven rainbows of the days and nights,
I jump in one and grab you with,
Our translucent hands meld
As if they were carved in rock.
We're hovering now embraced with the wind,
In the ocean of the endless love
Your left eye weeps a tear of honey,
It flavors and kindles my innocent lips.
I dreamt we'd do this for so long,
To disappear in the pureness of white clouds
Tickled by particles of foam and fantasy,
We'd fly, together.
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so nice na... i request you to write some more poems and also read my poems thank you
Nicely crafted poem mam. I enjoyed. I invite you to read and comment on my poem The wooden boat thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This Poem is a work of Art, its one of the lovliest, graphic, and romantic poems I have read on this site, just wonderful, i like the journey and the imagery, heres my highlights. Their wings are made of butterflies Our translucent hands meld As if they were carved in rock. and i love this Your left eye weeps a tear of honey, It flavors and kindles my innocent lips. Thank you so much for this, im looking forward to readinh more of your poetry, a very honest and well deserved 10
Dear Daniel, I receive your warm and kind compliments of the poem. This work is like a sun with colourful rays of love which touch hearts and transform into readable words, uniting in bouquets of verses called poems. I'm honoured if this gift makes your soul smile. Blessings!