*Vitreous shinning of moon, as springtime mothers pique A train carried me from dark to light, a rose bud bloomed -
I grasp roses and devotion songs together, hands with my dreamed darling boon, A dream decided real, never forgotten, meaning of love as moonlit, learned from thy
Now onward - Narrow uneven path, Aye passionate pain stressed, Thee roses faded and wither, As a missing melancholy song -
On a full moon I bide on a boat for thy Until ache twilight horizon - Behind apart from time - A mature pensive ripened, An abstract passion craved for romance
Oh! It's beyond the wording, Oh! My darling- Oh! I forever behold thy Oh! **! ! An untold love I feel!!
## @Musfiq us shaleheen
Sometimes love is waiting for wording but when you are more romantic you can't express it, that is an untold love that moves through your pen.