You are a river of songs,
flowing through my dreams-
melancholic, yet beautiful;
touching me with feelings, so real,
yet you seem unreal.

My soul falls like a dry leaf,
upon your mesmerizing water-
sing to me your heart in your poems,
as I surrender,
to the flow of your soul.

GREG RAKOZY DARIUS BASHAR

 

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