the sound of the cricket graced the night
my heart is silent calculating time without meaning
the shadow of a beautiful moment with you passes
in a romance dance full of charm at that time
our staggering crouches breath with desire
strangled in the arousing passion
now everything is just like a fiction
the passing leaves pain in the heart
when holy love is tainted with prejudice
because one poisonous mouth spreads lies
close the heart space with jealousy and envy
destroying holy love changes sorrow
but I can only mourn in the dark
since you closed the door of your heart to understand
I tried to hope at the miracle present forgive
to understand what really happened
night crept into the silent morning gate
eyes unable to close hold pain
looking forward to an increasingly uncertain day
because you don't want to accept this sincere love anymore
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Solo, Tue, 26th February 2019. 10:13 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
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ilustr: Barna Fazakas - Saatchi Art
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