Heart loves..
Love, this deadwood silence dazes the sun
from breaking, blinds the moon from rising
heart insists..
Love, take a quiet ride in my soul's stream,
like swan, swim and sleep,
pick bright flowers, perch on hanging branches
of this soul
heart reaches..
You make the moon sing like song bird
in twilight tales
angel your eyes affirm
the profound bliss of this waiting heart
heart dies without..
Sublime loveliness of our heart's garden
blossoms with a thousand flowers
overwhelming endless treasures
cart drawn, a delighted initiate
in your spell of love
this magical silence yet tickles..
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