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The feelings of you in the winds I feel,
The slow moving dream into veins embed,
Silhouette of my romance ah’ they show only you,
Gives me a reason upon Earth to be reasonable,
To lay down my shield and to your love surrender.

The freedom of your love with innocence filled,
Ah’ I understand the purity of your doubts,
Though my own matured mind lost in innocence,
As I know not what turns your face away,
From me and my love, your innocence or fear?

Thoughts flew as flurries as far as winds carried,
Then upon a tree they sat in rest but the warmth felt,
Oh’ the energy of your elegance felt from inside to melt,
Any fear and doubts in the mind where in purity they birthed,
Ah’ my empty mind to receive the ocean of love of yours.

That thought, the very thought of your love I receive,
First brought a happy tear, then a humble bow in respect,
When more and more imaginations opened and accepted,
The sanctity of a pure heart, a gathering felt around my soul,
The gathering of emotions that in arrogance raised my face.

Even in the middle of the winter winds, raised face sweat,
As soul to every corner of the universe, I know a light spread,
Unknown to mankind but love indeed brought a passion,
For romance with pain of hunger and thirst but the penance,
That connected us soul to soul ah’ impeccably unbound.

But a reasonable man I am as for your happiness awaits.

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I love the winters of North,
Isolated, from the wild, wicked chaos,
Howling winds and frozen lakes, freeze,
Even the sprouting dreams from the depths of soul.

No flowers to color any life,
No screaming lovers to distract,
No half naked women to attract,
Romance into erotic fantasies and be lost.

The air tight windows ah’ to a clear mind unfelt.
Laid down a dreamy mind under the cold pillows,
Somewhere from the black and white nature felt,
My blessings of a lifetime is about to wrap a happy knot.

No more questions with honesty I can ask,
Ah’ my love for her is as black and white as winter,
As deeper as the deepest oceans of Earth,
Where darkness never enters and her love is the light.

Images of the future in mind as a neverending show played,
Frozen dreams lost their charms as new lights sprouted,
But without her, no new dreams my mind can see,
Without her, life is a trapped fish under those frozen lakes.

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No dreams, no stories to tell, nothing more to talk,
Even in a soliloquy in the confinement of four walls.
No passion, no smiles, no jokes to crack a laugh,
Even as the days passed color filled, yet, uncaring.

A world addicted by the thirst for happiness,
And the shenanigans by people to live them,
On and on to rewind to a moment into gone by past,
Ah’ and the present stands unclaimed, unfelt.

Young life, youth life, sweet life, ah’ the world hailed,
And life touched them deep and wide and they all lived,
From dusk till dawn they slept well, from dawn till dusk,
They slaved beyond the worst salves Egypt ever produced,

And to all that said, “No” never into the world blended,
May the world into existence blend and let time move,
Love the magic sprouted in imaginations and brewed.
Realities of good, bad and unseen and unfolded in her mind.

Ah’ when she said “No” for him time paused,
Existence became oil in water and the world a market,
Were, for no money sold images through verses recited,
Images of love meant only for her, by her unaccepted.

To his own soliloquy where images became words, he told,
“Live on dreams, live through times in no way I can imagine,
Where loses of images drag me down and to my knees,
Life had taken a break and blinded my imaginations.”

Where will be the light as directionless he searched,
His light is in the love of her, ah’ a candle left unkindled,
The melting winter under his feet felt but unsprouted remained,
The spring he sought, as away from him in break life enjoyed.

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The glory of a long lost past he doesn’t have,
As time with him lived and hollow promises,
Promises by the world around given,
In systems humanity built from the beginning of times.

From evolution, from sciences, from every discipline,
Promises that led generations to absolute emptiness,
And emptiness that spread inside from outside,
With all the dynamics of life that numb senses.

In it all grown a belief from when senses started to feel,
A belief that came with the trust that all that were given,
From the aching loses and the drowning dreams,
Ah’ nothing more is send at him than he can handle.

Years passed as nothing negative brought him down,
Though loses outnumbered success and into past drowned,
World turned, time aged, ah’ emotions sprouted teardrops,
Lost causes of love and romance in time and space, undrowned.

Trust and belief about life Oh’ a fantastic light kindled,
That shown a dream in her eyes, he saw into his soul grew,
Belief in trust and trust in the truth of his love fueled,
His senses to feel her in everything his senses can feel.

Through the past and about any future that may come,
Ah’ all through the day and most part of the night he searched,
To learn more, to grow more and be the perfection he can,
To love her a little more with all his flaws and the good he has.

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Have you ever trekked through paths unknown?
Your mind thriving to know the twists and turns,
What comes beyond the turns, dead end or a mile more?
Have you ever felt your heart with every heavy step of yours?

The story every step told expressed, ah’ wrote and rewrote,
The pulsating energies touched, retouched and filled life,
And every touch a story told and inspired life for another step,
That which untouched, ah’ inspired imaginations to flourish.

An untouched romance O’ though no touch physically felt,
Touched deep as she became the spirt and light of dreams,
And imaginations became a newly birthed Spring, everlasting,
Through them wrote events, love and fulfilment of life.

Then came a day where her silence like a vampire haunted,
Mind and every beat of heart became a battle drumbeat,
Leaving a question that rode like a chariot through every vein,
“What blinded mind’s eyes to leave a story unwritten?”

Searched, searched and searched again every corner of mind,
Ah’ one feeling eluded and a mystery in mind like a storm brewed,
The feeling about the definition of love in her heart,
Pen closed, papers burned and from mind’s eyes a drop of tear wiped.

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The winds of winter tired after their howls, left,
To hibernate in the North and the sleeping seeds woke,
Listening to whispers of romancing birds in their nests,
As the falling dew in the rhythms of their hearts danced.

The new birthed winds with their baby wings gave,
A soft touch upon the cheeks sprouting a smile,
Ah’ those winds still in their hands carried,
The cold of the winter and the warmth of summer.

In the further corner of the sight seen,
The crashing waves that gave sounds of thunders,
Their rolling like the unfree soul of an ancient prisoner felt.
Who fell enslaved to the romance of an unattainable heart.

And that heart sat in the sprouting bud of a first blossom,
Of a spring about to unfold beauties unseen by mankind,
But in dilemma sat thinking, is it the heat of summer?
Or the left out frost of winter she should unfold to?

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The vibes of the world shot arrows at life as pastime,
Through the unpaved road ah’ barefooted walked,
The scorching sun and the merciless stones.
Mind and body in-sync far away danced in romance.

Give me the essence of the negative and bitterness I will erase,
With the penance of love, so vibrantly from soul I whisper,
Where the vibes of the world and the colliding universes drown,
As my expressions seen in fear or love? Ah’ never matters as I still love.

Happiness and peace, O’ they live in silence inside an unloved man,
Metaphors of images from past reincarnated and fought,
The reasoning mind that love and wait and ache and love,
The battle inside drowned to the world that cunningly haunted.

Besieged and belittled Oh’ the crown of life a fire filled wreath,
When all the wrongs of every life felt but burned away in haste,
Ah’ now you know the sweetness of love in the heart felt,
First a sour in mouth then in sweetness extinguish that wreath.

Stood by at the corner street as the scorching was eaten alive,
By a night that came with fury that bled horizon all around,
Peace of night ah’ not a blessing as I see not my soul as her eyes,
Then a smile I remembered she gave when she passed me by.

Found peace in that smile, more love for her, a new line of verse.

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Younger days, days of power, in pleasant thoughts lived,
Possibilities known, impossibilities ignored ah’ in arrogance,
Every moment unraveled in the newness of life’s journey,
And unnoticed lost, part of the light that made life bright.

Oh’ not known were ways of sweet speech,
Not learned were lessons of heart to heart trust,
Youth became a bell that never stopped ringing,
Unnoticed was the fact, true love never touched heart.

Time a friend not, nor a foe with a blunt object may hit,
As through time and space a man his life blended,
Reality crossed swords with dreams in unknown vengeance,
As her love became an unwritten poem his heart hunted.

O’ wished and wished and wished again all were a nightmare,
But still every morning heart finds a reason to wake to see,
That beautiful smile, sadness erased and happiness shared.
Every essence of love, in a dream weaved and for her left.

When sleep from all around aroused and conquer,
A thought to heart came that spoke in verses sweet,
Oh’ hope is a magician that brings a new trick to the soul,
Into that hope surrendered and embraced sleep in her image.

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Oh’ I wondered about a wandering bird,
Who don’t belong among the migrating flocks.
He crieth not nor he stay far from others,
Ah’ somewhere in the depth of his eyes I see,
A shattered dream, lifeless, in drowned pain.

The long lost Sun found his ways back up North,
The thawing winter brought new life across the plains,
As life sprouted bit by bit all around so ached more,
The shattered dream, Oh’ now a faceless fabrication.
Along the flocks back up North silently he flew.

Though the winds warmed, rains fallen, trees hesitated,
So upon a bare naked branch he sat, listening,
To the falling dew as far away in the East the Sun sprouted,
Oh’ up at the sky he looked as if in prayers he nodded,
Then into the depths of the Spring storm he flew.

Rain drops dripped from the covering hood,
As aimless, away from naked trees I walked,
Ah’ pieces of a shattered dream from the soul screamed,
Onlookers passed by, frowning, Oh’ my meaning I defined,
Only for one soul and the bird symbolized my soul.

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Faded shadows scares none in morning so pleasant,
Those shadows that followed two loving hearts,
Ah’ they fell apart into the light from his loving heart,
Oh’ loved he beyond his own imaginations and her.

The sad tunes he heard ah’ in beat they rhymed not,
With a heart that beat in tune of an anthem of love
From her heartbeat sprouted and tweeted
By a weaver in counterpoint in the rhythm of his heart.

Those sad tunes ah’ in their rhythm in ecstasy danced,
Those shadows whispering spells of manipulating craft,
Ah’ dark paths into their souls slowly gnawed,
And two souls O’ loving souls in awful perplexity stood.

Love denied and uncouth drama unfolded,
Heart ached, sleepless nights, hearts slowed, dreams faded,
The pleasant world around ah’ they all became,
Monstrous monuments of loveless suffering.

As the tears from eyes fell, ah’ prayers sprouted,
From Earth, from Air, from the falling Rain and Frost,
Darkness left and romance to the end of the tunnel, moved,
Shadows and their whispers, into melancholic oblivion, faded

Light stayed, love flourished and she looked, she learned,
The loving heart ages not, love of his kind exists in rarity.
Ah’ even silence bowed with a prayer Angels to heavens carried.
And returned in haste making him and her smile at each other.

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