Monday, April 23, 2018

On a Moonlit Night in the Antilles - A Poem


On a moonlit night in the Antilles -
Beneath a field of stars -
I heard a murmur in the breeze -
A voice that wasn’t yours.

The sand felt soft beneath my feet -
The breeze removed my shawl -
But the fingers that caressed my cheek -
I could not grasp at all.

I thought I met your glance that night -
In the vast celestial skies -
But the orbs that twinkled oh so bright -
Alas, were not your eyes.

Tomorrow I shall yet return -
To this silent, lonely place -
As long as my heart weeps and yearns -
To see your distant face!



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