Holding hands of My Sweetheart

I was walking tall

Moon was in full bloom

Soft breeze tranquilized our souls

We entwined.

 

I felt tickling all over

I bit her earlobe

She sealed my lips

A shadow of us

Was shimmering

Under the silvery moonlight.

© Ila Varma 28th Sep.2016

Written for the post of dVerse Quadrille #17

Image Credits: here.

 

 

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