Creative · Love · Poetry

Nostalgia

As a sonata is softly playing,

special memories are coming back

of a sterling night

at the shore of Waikiki

under the serene moon

and sparkling stars:

The slushing of waves above the moonlighted sea,

The fast beating of our hearts,

The so secretive murmurings,

The decadent lips sharing honey,

The sinuous touches strumming magic

To two aching bodies in paradise;

of two longing souls reaching heaven on earth

in such a sweet discourse.

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It’s Just a Love Song

by Walter Murphy

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