Your tender sight, your charming voice
Warm up my icy heart.
I'm overwhelmed. I have no choice.
My mind is torn apart.
I fell in love with beauty that
You wrought from golden sound.
These songs are beautiful and sad,
My soul is so spellbound.
Your words like a confession deep
Like your eternal plea.
And sinking in I fall asleep
To the whisper of your sea.
I can't avoid the falling down
Into your sacred world,
Your dark abyss in which I drown:
A poor exhousted bird.
(2019)
Voice of the soul
© Copyright: Элеонора Вало, 2019
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