back again
on the labyrinth of
my heart.
You were nowhere
to be seen
nor be smelt,
but your silent
and sweet smile
lingered on
the petals of
the bunches of calendula
in the front garden.
Did spring sent
a letter to me
and my heart
through you?
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The moment
our hearts bouncedour eyes glancedtogether, towards-a blue embrace-of hands and hands,of hearts and hearts,of souls chumming with loveof two beings fusinginto a complete oneness,into a divine union, is over!It’s better now,we forget each other! !
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Where it was born.
Hardest of the hearts melt
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