For you, bright eyes of a woman and radiant smile,for you, who enchanted dreams among the stars and skies,for you, whose desires the fire of secrets eagerly warmed,for you, and for your beauty: you are the mirror of my soul,for you, I write poems and songs without words,“melodies of deafening music and dramatic silence”for you!
Two teardrops fell upon my brow, for you, my love, who went so far away.. for you my heart is dripping blood and my poor soul wants to leave me! I curse the day…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
You will not say thank you to me, Just as you do not say thank you to your heartbeats That carve the face of my life. But I will say to you…
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