Let me take your hands and feel the rythm of your pulse
A silent door opened the gates of my memory
Every hidden moment revealed to me your excellence
The name of your aura is a poetry of senses
Revitalizing my inner world
Waking up my lost powers
Giving spirit in my empty misery
I traveled so much till I find anyone to resemble of what I dreamt for
You are the green field of my lonely desert
The smaragd ocean of my endless journey
Finally the nights have found its brightest moon
And in the warmest noon
Your fragrance full of jasmine is whispering my name
My blooming gate
Let your sun enlighten me
So warm, your favourite word is hugging me tonight
As the sweetest nightnigale
©photo Chloe
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