Beloved
-
It is not the
Vastness of the blue sky
that speaks to me even
when I stop listening
Or the starry nights filled with
Soft moon-music –
It is not a daybreak singing
With warm colors of my longing
But dark moments of doubt, sweet storms
and deep separation from life
that brought me closer
to your mouth.
It is not the
Vastness of the blue sky
that speaks to me even
when I stop listening
Or the starry nights filled with
Soft moon-music –
It is not a daybreak singing
With warm colors of my longing
But dark moments of doubt, sweet storms
and deep separation from life
that brought me closer
to your mouth.
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