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Under the shadow of the moon,
To the music of the nightingale's gale,
And the toot of the owl's gloom.
The trees shimmer along our steps,
Matching every tune,
The stars filcker like disco lights,
Looking quite immune.
The twilight highlights every step we take,
And the wind teaches us how to dance,
We take every step slowly,
Savouring every bit of this chance.
Up and down to the branch's drum,
It's quite amusing to see,
How the whole universe,
Wishes to see us as one
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
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Written on 2008-12-23 at 06:56
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May I have this dance?
May I have this dance tonight?Under the shadow of the moon,
To the music of the nightingale's gale,
And the toot of the owl's gloom.
The trees shimmer along our steps,
Matching every tune,
The stars filcker like disco lights,
Looking quite immune.
The twilight highlights every step we take,
And the wind teaches us how to dance,
We take every step slowly,
Savouring every bit of this chance.
Up and down to the branch's drum,
It's quite amusing to see,
How the whole universe,
Wishes to see us as one
Poetry by Kshiti Dubey
Read 706 times
Written on 2008-12-23 at 06:56
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