the sea, the moonlight
the shining sands afar
and the landscape one far
stretching silhouette
you and i
standing in the sit-out
with the horizon beckoning
isn’t that a perfect setting
for all lies to transform into
one eternal truth…?
and your gentle whispers
flowed into my ears as a
cascading moonlight...
i bathed naked...
15jan2010
19.37hrs
indira babbellapati
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-soft-lies-are-whispered-into-the-ears/
