MEET ME

Meet me 
at that lovely place 
where stars are spread 
And sweet springs always lives.

 Meet me, at that place 
where little pieces of snow every time falls 
and a bunch of birds sings in a queer voice 
Where easy wind never come to end. 

Between this mead, under that big tree 
surrounded by this graceful environment 
we talk about love. 

I want to dance with you till the last breath 
I want to live with you till the end 
where desires are untied to move.

Reviews

[S]

When someone is in love, they always desire to be in company of their beloved. Often wanting separation from the rest of the world, where the two love birds can nestle into each other. This poem beautifully describes one such place. Very simple yet a very good piece.

[chitra dhara]

Oh what splendid lines..!

[Pinkyleeamy]

This poem has a great upbeat feeling. It's so vibrant and hopeful! I almost moved outta my chair to meet you! lol

[Ecoolarg]

for me this depic the best of one's notion of the search for human desires and his condition in the mind of one single situation. nice one

[Anita Singh]

"Meet me at that lovely place
where stars are spread
And sweet springs always lives."
Amazing lines. You have projected a beautiful and serene picture of love so divinely.

[Brokensoul]

This is so romantic and oh-so-sweet!!

[Saddam]

So glad that you like it.... Thank you so much..

[Rachelle]

A romantic invitation all the more moving when read in the quiet of the evening shadows.
Kampai!

[Saddam]

Thank you very much dear...

[Ghost of Jupiter]

I have to admit I am enamored with romantic love poems that speak of this eternal secret rendezvous spot. So beautifully penned and dripping sweet honeyed lines of adoration, this is a wonderful poem, I truly enjoyed it.

[Saddam]

Many thanks to you my friend.

[Frieda P]

Who wouldn't meet you after this romantic dedication? I especially love the last stanza...dance me to the end of love.........

[Saddam]

Heartly thanks to you my dear friend..... Always Appreciate your words.

[Frieda P]

Still dancing in your luverly words, always a pleasure my sweet friend.

[Tom]

A romantic invitation that the subject could barely refuse, charmingly penned indeed !

[Saddam]

Deeply Thanks to you dear. Looking forword for
your write.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Simply beautiful.

Blessings. kindred poet