You think you’ve entered a gentle kingdom,Into the sensitive soul of a woman,I will call it weakness, an utter weakness,To scribble in the pockets of a heart.
The heart is not a stone to be tossed aside,Or to be used to decorate a wall,It is the beautiful bearer of a sacred feeling,In the inner rivers of a body.
Take care of it, use it with wisdom,There is no strong castle without a human heart!...
The earth holds the damp, rain shakes from the branches, Warm waves wrap the body so sweetly, so sweetly. The dream rocks in the cradle of caresses, Innocent eyes,…
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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