by Rehmat Changaizi
When you smile
I see the Moon
In its brightness.
And the dusk in my heart
Becomes light
When you
Look toward me.
Gleams from your eyes…
The warm waves
From your love
Allures me to
Wrap my life,
To shield sadness
But,
When you fondle me
With your feathery hands,
Then…
I feel the cabal’s of firefly
Creep into my soul.
From:
Pakistan
Copyright ©:
Rehmat Changaizi
Last updated September 07, 2016