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the only thing. my love
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The only thing that makes me wait is love
The only thing that makes me fall into pieces is love
I step away from myself wondering where to find shelter
And I breathe deeper and deeper, as the sun arises above the troubling waters
Birds cut this silence in thin slices of air
The only thing that makes me ponder is love
Weightless thoughts covering layers of skin
And my eyes blinking
I take you deep into my heart as I pray seeking the inexpressible
To be teared away in blooming Kadupul flowers
late, in the filigrees of solitary candles
The only thing that shelters is love
Days and nights in pilgrimages seldom forgotten
My blood running the course of life through my roots
To the heart of solemn mountains
The only thing that heals is love
the only thing that makes me see you is love
my heart beating the hours, vesperal beauty
your love, Love, fills all things, the empty barrels of life
and we pass along, with those unspoken words like crosses, mounted high above
in the clear skies of sorrowful regrets, eyes above,
like diamond earrings to be listened to in whispers, from afar
the only thing that keeps me beneath my breath is love
the only thing that makes me alive and keeps the sky ajar
is a Golgotha of love, my love
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- Serban Moescu
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- Poezie
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Serban Moescu. “the only thing. my love.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/serban-moescu/poezie/14141758/the-only-thing-my-loveComentarii (0)
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