I Prostrate

I prostrate
my emotions
within; to see,
and receive the
sun at dawn

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Soul

Even marble tender with

love, so why your heart

refuses I wonder

 

I marvel at the shimmering

star of the dark sky

 

The secrets behind the

sky I unravel

 

Your lips soft like the

spoken words of

a of lover

 

Moon kissed the sun

an eclipse is born,

perfect opportune to

lock lips till eternity.