Under A Thumb Nail Moon

Under a thumbnail moon in a meadow

 I watched a white midnight mist

it flowed from the earth, twirling in a seductive twist

 

A flowing dress and long silk hair

An elegant smile with skin so fair

She told a story in a poetic dance

The melody of two souls woven in romance

 

No need for thought when I already know

The beginning is now, in her eyes I let go

and with a kiss she gave to me

The world becomes our playground

And forever we will be,

 dancing under the thumbnail moon.

Reviews

[carol burgess romance]

I like how you begin your poem
Under a thumbnail moon in a meadow
I watched a white midnight mist..........Read aloud your poem or better still have someone else read it aloud....this will help you with ryhthm...ebb and flow of a poem needs to run smooth...for me it lacks the smoothness

[kaotikal]

Thanks, tell me what you think about the other poems I posted.