My Moon

Can you bring me the moon
          No no not the plumper one
            But the fingernail moon
              I will hang it in portico of my home
                Shining in dim silver glow
                  At center of wind chime
                   With little stars around them
                    
                   Singing lullabies to half-awoken flowers
                 To unfurl petals in midnight hours
               Winking stars shall form choir
             Floating with the breeze
           I bathe in the crystal streaks of moonlit monochrome
        Accompanying me through my sleepless nights
    
       Raging and falling desires of my heart
         Are meticulously cared by his unperturbed glance
          To lighten weight upon my shoulders
            His coy whispers shall echo in my ears
               Paving my path to dream land
                
             Shimmering in liquid luna lace 
               Can you bring me my moon
                My life's most craved elusive love

08/03/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Gauthier Avatar
March 8, 2019 at 11:04 AM
Bravo, Purbasha. A lovely poem.
Roy Avatar
March 8, 2019 at 6:42 PM
Thank you for the visit and the words of appreciation.
Gorelick Avatar
March 8, 2019 at 10:46 AM
Hope you get your moon...I enjoyed the read. BG
Roy Avatar
March 8, 2019 at 10:47 AM
Thank you for the read. Maybe one day I will get it.
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