Rhymes that come and go,
Mysteriously,
Some might say that that’s
A total waste of time!
But for me,
As vital as the air I breath,
Since Poetry is,
The life that’s left,
In me,
And joyfully exists
Extemporaneouly.
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We will sail across the sea,
In a ship full of sweet words,That no one has ever heard,All those words belong to me,But I’ll share them, you will see,For in the poetic world,All is possible, I’ve heard.All my words will be your crown,With my love, your life surround,For forever in their sound,Music flows towards ecstasy,Love projects its fantasy,How much better can…
I look into the mirror of my Soul,
You are the very reason I exist,The Light that dissipates Life’s lonely mist.
Ah, to be just Love,
To be immolated, sacrificedAt Venus’s merciless pyre,The burning Fire of desire!LOVE!A feeling all encompassing,Tremendous!Far Above,All mortal comprehension,The fourth dimension!Oh Love,Renaissance, Rebirth,Of everything on Earth!
Turbulence,
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