Mirra

I am a holocust wandering

Dust, flowers and the sky

Searching for only love

From midnight to dawn light

Ages of learning

Linked to expressions so profound

Decibels of quests for power

Aiming eyes in sealing doubt

While I expect a warm heart

Pave this road I will linking love

What is your favorite color?

Show me the deep strands

Drawn by your hands

To feel droplets of water

From your fruit…

From your flowers sprout…

Mirra lenght of snow

I feel loss of love… Loss of feathers

By hands prose turn gold

Remember my burden full of hurt

Would be better to not hear your soul

May your hair rest even if I leave

Without your tender glow

For my purpose awaits outside a castles door…

I love you

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