I spill my soul
into the poem
and it takes the shape
of her body,
shines with the light
of her face.
My poem is a journey
winding amid the white hills
of her grace.
I write as if to glimpse
beyond the veil that hides
her endless mystery.
I write because writing
is a form of worship.
Wonderful words, forming visualisation of the female silhouette !
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Thank you for reading.
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Very welcome, anytime 🙂
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