At night, as we embrace staring at the sky,
The stars and the moon quietly observe,
But always envy
How our love glow
Brighter than they could.
Tender whispers
Of I love Yous
We exchange,
The whole night through,
Are wrongly judged,
But let ‘em not
Bother you.
Let not
Anything
Wear us down.
For they do not know us;
They can’t see our hearts
Throb and only throbbing
For each other.
This bliss,
Is like a beautiful spring evening,
And they do not know that too.
Our love is pure
As tears in heaven.
They do not know how
Strongly it flows in our hearts.
Like hymns, angels sing,
And as gentle as spring winds,
That gently evades green fields;
Bringing life to all flower
And leaves,
They don’t know that too.
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Beautifully said.
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Who can understand such a passion, otherwise the one who lives it
it’s so beautiful !
Have a good night
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“Like hymns, angels sing…” , just lovely!
I greatly appreciate your kind comments. Your friendship is such a blessing to me, thank you very much!
Lovely!
I greatly appreciate your kind comments. Your friendship is such a blessing to me, thank you very much!