In the silence of my heart I love you,
A flower melting in dawn’s kiss of dew,
A night brimming with oceans of stars, torn
And in earth’s womb, bleeding, poetry’s brew.
In the silence of my heart I love you,
A flower melting in dawn’s kiss of dew,
A night brimming with oceans of stars, torn
And in earth’s womb, bleeding, poetry’s brew.
Every time I read your writing it just bleeds pain and sensitivity Pierre. Just amazing how much you captured here in so few lines. Lovely work.
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I always loved the thought that one drop of wine could paint the whole sky. And yes, pain and sensitivity…
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