Category : Poems

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Through your silence that descends, 
It is my love that ascends. 
 It's the thought that pierced my mind,
 Having always in my head. 

 It is the darkness that hates the light, 
It is the love that loves our life.
 It is you, 
At the end of my weak arm.  

It is the sound that the guitar follows, 
It is the light that plays through your brown hair,
 It is your mouth that bites without mercy
 From the depths of my heartbeat. 

 True love blossoms, 
Heaven clears, 
You grow up among my happy tears.

 Words that can hurt,
 Arms that can heal,
 About you,
 Miles away from here.