My heart swims in rivers
of delightment,
and pulses with their tides;
a portal's open to the sky
with a rosetta of pale light..
all soaked in colours of life.
without the shadow of a cloud!
The frantic moment of a smile
as the wind blows it apart,
and somewhere, somehow..
for a while,
above the rainbow's colous
all the birds turn into thoughts!
You must embrace this lively love
as if destiny never walked you by;
and yet, for every single joy,
all poems turn to swanlike art.
a gesture, just a solitary movement..
break the stillness of my heart,
wrapped in ether, it disturbes
the pure accord of my thoughts!
Whispers Of Night
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