Nocturnal Blues

freshness
of the night
wave
the ocean breeze
as the night paint
the moon
in the sky with light,
sway the cool hour
of deep
close eyes and whisper
every wish of tasteless midst

let
all the birds sing
a sight of melody lifts that
flies and make
the flowers bloom
saying hello, for the night
does not close
only your eyes has lost
it sight

rain comes in,
conquering wit to the land,
hold my tears like
a river flows
of deep passion; loving
you with respect;
take my
breath my dear and
pray for nothing will
come with
unopened heart as I cherries
your presence

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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