The beauty is, not
What I speak of you
But how beautifully
You grasp my silence
If the talk of thee
Feed me your love
How hungry can I be
You understand not
Ever I urge thee
To breeze an essence
Where no words flow, and
Many skies transcends
How warm I feel
In thy presence cool
With this golden flare
I burn my molten heart
Hire a wedding choir
Over celestial night
Eyes will bind a knot
Behind my closed eyes
The beauty is, not
What I speak of you
But how swiftly
You waft my heart!
lovely:)
So much thanks for thy lovely comment Dr.Mary Annie A.V.!
I found this really romantic…beautiful…
It may mean that you are connecting to nature or your lover.
But, who so ever you are trying to connect it is beautiful.
‘Nature’ my love! So much thanks for the Divine link forth in thy comments Rashmi Malapur! Respects! _()_
beautiful:-)