You kiss me in your gentle rain,
I want another kiss.
Rain lives in our life train.
Underneath the moon's glow,
Our love begins to soar.
Whispers in the meadow.
In your arms, I find peace ,
A sanctuary of dreams.
Where my heart finds release ?
Through the winds, we shall dance,
Embraced in passion's fire.
Our love, a lifelong trance.
Together, we'll paint the skies,
With colors of endless love.
Our souls forever tied.
Let's spread our wings,
To cross the borders of the soul.
Over there, take our violins.
Love is slowly dying,
A wisp ignites inside of us.
See us dance under the night, crying.
Underneath the moon's glow,
Our love is at the door.
Whispers are now just an echo.
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Strange Days - Collection of Poems
PoetryFor a considerable duration, I've dedicated myself to crafting an array of poetry and songs, often intertwining the two. The allure of poetry lies in its melodic potential, a quality absent in what some might label as lifeless words. It's this attri...
