Field of grass.
Field of hope.
Field of stars.
Field of love.
At the field of grass
we sit together, you in my embrace
your hands placed gently on mine,
surrounded by our field of hope.
Under the field of stars,
surrounded by love, I am Moonstruck.
In our field of love,
surrounded by stars, I am Moonstruck.
All around us,
the Jasmine blooms.
In that moment
I became Moonstruck.
Under the blue moon,
I fell in Love all over again.
And became,
Moonstruck.
If you have noticed, Midoriryu also posted a poem called Moonstruck. We we're watching the Food Channel one day and a company was selling these boxes of chocolates called "Moonstruck". We both looked at each other and I came up with the idea that we both write a poem called Moonstruck and see how similar it was. So go to Midoriryu's site and compare. Enjoy.
- Akaryu
P.S. Sorry Future Foreign Verse's Poets, I had to post this tonight because Midoriryu posted hers earliar this morning ^__^. In the next 3 days I'll be posting Foreign Verses poems.
