"The Minstrel's Masterpiece"

A simple love poem

Ever seen the Love of Moon and lake?

Or a minstrel playing a tune for them?

There in the wonder land,you’ll find the same,

Where my beloved is the moon and me,the lake.

 

Her palpable kiss falls upon my shining surface,

Being timorous,in the clouds,the stars hide their face.

The minstrel plays a hypnotic tune,

To which the world falls asleep very soon.

 

Romance then invades our Love,

Lust reigns,fantasy conquers.

Heavenly stars from the milky way,

Descend down to the great mountains.

 

Remote,from the windows of distant houses,

Flickering lights rush to witness our Love.

The moon keeps kissing me,the complete night,

And my reflecting surface returns her the kisses.

 

Pine trees  welcome dawn after night ends,

My moon takes part from me with an elegant grace.

Blushing sun looks at me from the far horizon,

When the minstrel ends his masterpiece on our Love…