Night's falling
Slow dance
And music's drifting out of doors
Under the stars the ocean roars
Whirl dip
Fragrance fest
Mellow moon
Scarlet sunset
Almost gone
And Mars can be seen above
In the season of the dove
Diamond stars
Pearl moon
Summer dance
Warm breeze
birdsong trees
A night of color and song
And the moments move slowly along
Laughter inside
Gay revelers
Dreamy days
I esp. liked 'fragrance fest'. And i woulda been there, but you didn't extend an invitation! bri : ) nice
Wow, all of my friends were supposed to be there! Sorry, the party planner I hired must've goofed. I'm glad you enjoyed my recounting of the event, though. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.from night to music of birds and maybe cricket.... beautiful