Lovescapes

                       Goa, 2020

I remember that evening,

with you when my heart wished to sing,

Warmth of touch when you held my hand,

It stirred and shook me from within.

Pure love, nothing to lose or win.

Moment slipped from hand like coarse sand,

On plush ground expectations meet,

Soft, furry rug beneath the feet,

Confusion subsides in love land. 

-payal

It is Day 20 of OctPoWriMo

The Nove Otto poetry form was created by Scott J. Alcorn. It is a nine-lined poem with 8 syllables per line (isosyllabic). The rhyme scheme is as follows: aacbbcddc.