I dance with my Rumi tonight.
Under the blood moonlight
When earth casts its shadow
to the moon above, I rid my sorrow.
We talk about an ancient lore...
mysterious maidens from the ocean floor,
while cluster winks illuminating the shore,
our footsteps headed towards the moor.
I love the warm glow of fire
Next to our cold feet from the mire.
My lover’s kisses and warm embraces
My heart, my soul, he gently caresses.
I dance with my Rumi tonight
Under the bright moonlight
When the casted earth shadow
fades, moonlit canopy glows.
In this poem, Rumi represents
my emotions at a particular moment
20151013
Under the blood moonlight
When earth casts its shadow
to the moon above, I rid my sorrow.
We talk about an ancient lore...
mysterious maidens from the ocean floor,
while cluster winks illuminating the shore,
our footsteps headed towards the moor.
I love the warm glow of fire
Next to our cold feet from the mire.
My lover’s kisses and warm embraces
My heart, my soul, he gently caresses.
I dance with my Rumi tonight
Under the bright moonlight
When the casted earth shadow
fades, moonlit canopy glows.
In this poem, Rumi represents
my emotions at a particular moment
20151013
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