Always the moon appears to me,
Weaving above
Thick layers of dreams,
Shining by nature and wishes of love.
Silvered clouds hiding sometimes the moon,
Flashing moonlights all over the scenery,
Painters and poets always painting her muse,
Singers and Lovers, enhancing her moods.
Always the moon appearing to me so soft,
Radiant images captures her charms,
Glowing with it every season of love,
Given us all her phases and lots of new songs!
LadyDP2000
copyright@2001
I LOVE THIS POEM
Dorian, Oh the wonderful moon. I liked this romantic poem.You write such lovely poems. Floreann