To dance and to rock...

* Your fabulous eyes, dark emeralds in blaze; Your silky brown hair, idyllic in golden glaze; While I mystically sip a drop of red cherry wine, Yet not even poured, an elegant love tinted line; Hearing your charming laughter, like dawn songs; I feel alive, full of joy; I could fly with my wings The way you walk, like the light steps of a peacock, So cheerful, joyful, forever ready to dance and to rock. * BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI [email protected] www.williamsji.com www.williamsmaveli.com www.williamsgeorge.com

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

williamsji-maveli

Indian

For You?

Explore

Hello PoetryVoting

Write