The clouds carry my manifestations
Upto the sky
To the Divine.
My wishes fall down with precipitation.
The winds secretly whisper
Your name into my ears.
An awakening.
A beautiful one.
My eyes look for you
In every place I go to;
My soul yearns to be in unison
With yours.
Is this how it feels to be in love?
-Shaz
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In and Out of Love...
Poetrysome poems I wrote when I was in love... some were written when I started falling out of love...
