You needn’t tell you love me

Your love flows

in the journeys of my breath

The placidity of the rise;

Your love reigns

in the cuddles that the monsoon brings,

and the smiles of the sad springs;

Your love

is in the lift of my eyelids,

when my eyes wake up for your glance

The glances that I steal

When your skin and your pink robe

merges with the flakes of roses;

in the gardens of bliss,

Your love sails

with the fragrance of lavender

In the ethereal

of the dawn and the dusk;

Your love smiles

endowed with glee,

When you hide yourself,being shy

when your silence speaks

with incessant grace,

Your love sings

in the golden light of the crescent;

the silhouette of the zenith,

When blooming mirages ceaselessly

Pierce the depths of my heart,

Your love enchants

when there is a pain seeping inside;

But I feel none,

when your presence lingers in my soul

In the fantasies of the dark.

 

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