Sunday, July 21, 2013

The Breath of Dreams


             

               The moonbeam draped its silver coat
                    over the circling waves,
                    as they sang among the reeds-
                    and the stars fell silent
                    in their dancing orbit,
                     when the breeze 
                     suddenly 
                      brought me
                      your touch.






© Nazia J 

   





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