turns in your petit fingertips
into braids
of rainbows When you hold the lute to your bosom
and your fingertips flirt with its winged strings..My God this is really a wonderful poem dear poet Nizar. You are very poetic in description...... your mind had color and it dances. we see it in your poem.. tony
and necklaces of emerald, rubies, and pearls!
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turns in your petit fingertips into braids of rainbows When you hold the lute to your bosom and your fingertips flirt with its winged strings..My God this is really a wonderful poem dear poet Nizar. You are very poetic in description...... your mind had color and it dances. we see it in your poem.. tony and necklaces of emerald, rubies, and pearls!
Thanks for you kind words. I am so glad you like this poem. Deep gratitude..