Stars

Under the starry night,

we sat,

with blankets on,

to shield us from the cold wind.

Counting the stars,

Intertwining our hands,

Looking at each other

or perhaps,

Just giving a sweet glance.

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

Wow, those are magical lines!
A sweet and smooth poem!
Imagination flows through your poems...

[iamshadowine]

Thank you :D