Saturday, 23 July 2016

Are you fondling my face in your memory :):) ?

When the nigtfall fell
and silence the high tide of night swallowed the city,
the earth born god of life.
Apeared upon the rampart of the fort
rivers ran about their feet
The boat floated across the breast of river,
then they spoke and like their voice rolled over the plains....
Where are you now my other self?
Are you awake in the silence of the night?
Let the clean breeze convey to you my heart every beat and affection.
Are you fondling my face in your memory :)?
That image is no longer my own, 
for sorrow has dropped his shadow on my happy countenance of the past.
Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty,
and dried my lips which crave for EUROCREM...
Where are you? Do you here my weeping from beyond the riverside?!
Do you know the greatness of my patience?!

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You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....
You'll never be able to escape from your heart. So, it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow...