It
changes when one needs the change, see always from the eyes of love, not the
naked eyes, as there is water always there and sometimes washes the reality and
show you the unseen.
I've
seen the flower petals dancing on the sound of your heartbeats. I've heard the moon praying in the sacred
altar of your soul. As the soul, my soul has falling dancing the sacred silence
of our souls.
I
am you and you are me. I long to be cherished prisoners in each other. Our longings
are the links between that silence and void, come let us fly into our own
selves and hide from our own sights.
Someone whose silence is more eloquent than speech
Someone whose actions are louder than words
Someone whose presence brightens your spirit
Someone whose absence makes you feel incomplete.
Yar
Mhargz GV
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