Beautiful madness,born in the eyes amidst dreams,a kindled flame of passion,...a desire to become two.
Grandeur of feelings,the miracle itself on earthwith tears and desires,and a fear of becoming three.
The universe within,life and death are in it,dreams with pain and tears,terror, lest you remain.... one.
On the angelic face, wrinkles will settle far and wide one day, in the beautiful eye, ...someday blindness will knock to “kill” you, that fairy beauty, will…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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