Moonlit Poems - Poems about Moonlit

...I`m drowning drowning drowning in the eyes that are deeper then the deepest pool lost inside the blue mesmerizing waters the hypnotising stare soot......Read the rest...

... From mine chamber, breathless and perspiring upon the bed, I spy you there, out my window, looming overhead. Your gaze, a silent arbiter in the night, I cloak my naked shame, to veil my plight......Read the rest...

...“I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” - John Green, "The Fault in our Stars." "Love is selfless. Love is ......Read the rest...

... hello below are three separate entries may this day find you well thank you "the beauty of life" show us such beauty of life a running horse who is free an angelic bird who sings a ......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads between nights and longing, He carries within him a season forgotten, With a liver like sodden earth, chilled beneath dead leaves, Viscera stirred by the silvery thrill of the vo......Read the rest...

... Empress of the Night Veiled in the moon’s ethereal grace, She emerges from her shadowed place. A crown of black roses adorns her brow, Each thorn a reminder of the pain she must avow......Read the rest...

... Beneath the night's soft glow, she finds her tune, A girl who loves to dance under the moon. In its gentle light, she feels so free, With every twirl, her heart sings with glee. The moon, her......Read the rest...

...In the evening's ebbing twilight I sit beneath the arc of a tree's bending bough and wait for my love to appear on the hill atop the meadow Here in the calmness of the sunset I see a sky of l......Read the rest...

...Will there be more passion in warmer kisses on beautiful, quite nights similar to these? Will we remember them always and dream... when nothing else darkens their gleam? I am the lover, you are......Read the rest...

...From embers' breath, on the weathered stone, I write, A firstborn whisper, birthing meaning's light. A symphony I hum, a nascent tongue, Language, a seed, from fertile silence sprung. In sun-dr......Read the rest...

...The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no ju......Read the rest...

...as I stare into vast emptiness, somehow, I feel complete. I go to the forest, for rest. the sun's rays peak through the leaves. caving into myself, the light intrudes my being. within you’ll ......Read the rest...

...In the dusky depths where dreams dance daringly, A story whispers, woven with whispered wonders, Beneath the branches of a brooding, barren tree, Where shadows linger, lost like forgotten echoes. ......Read the rest...

...There is a story in the wind Of Mother Nature's son And her retribution For the mad path that he'd begun. Of all her creatures big and small, Just one caused her worry. His intrusion and arr......Read the rest...

... Floating blissfully alone in a moonlit, silvery repast. Scenting the night with her heady, fragrance of romance. 4/1......Read the rest...