
The Divine Debt Buried in the Silken arms of Love, My life was gazing At the dark sweetness Of the blushing night Wooed by the dimpled Glory of a young moon “Midas touch of your lips Has turned my moments Into golden rain-drops Of a sun-kissed
The Divine Debt Buried in the Silken arms of Love, My life was gazing At the dark sweetness Of the blushing night Wooed by the dimpled Glory of a young moon “Midas touch of your lips Has turned my moments Into golden rain-drops Of a sun-kissed
Midas touch YouTube promotion of my poem Midas touch You marvel at the.. Source of lyrical gems.. Painted by the breath of my soul.. … On the crystal clear canvass Of your golden smile! Ask that magic smile.. Whose Midas touch it was.. Which sowed the