Distracting grey silence
upon dawn's whisper
Quickly fading lust,
quiet longing mystery
like the disappearing touch
of a lover's gentle hands
that have just taken leave
of the heart of his mistress
To finally return home
where he finds strange but familiar kisses
waiting for his desire;
he remains too far from being alone
Wandering sadness
near midnight's bed
Incorrigible tempting dreams,
colorfully surmised visions
like the emerging feathers born to the bird
vaining himself in everyone's mind
to believe some high importance
where he loses sight
reflections gone of the mirror and light
But a walk to the sky
sings a tear for the clouds
and slowly passes by her smile
as if to ignore the softening rain
Brushing aside her golden veil
to reveal her dampening sighs...
sheilding and protecting her love
she finds tranquility
where it should never exist
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