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LINES OF LOVE : POEM BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

LINES OF LOVE

LINES OF LOVE : POEM BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

LINES OF LOVE
From those soft whispers of love, once freely given,
I became a phantom, an empty shade, a longing driven.
Yet, in the hush of midnight, my dreams take an escape,
A folk song's melody, bathed in soft blue color moonlight.
Celestial lost Memories bloom, like roses in the rain,
Each stanza a fruit garden, where love conquers pain.
Though heavy loss may linger, a sorrowful hue,
Hope's fragile stars still glimmer, just for you.
Love's gentle rain, a tender, soft caress,
Pours upon the earth, a sweet, silent bless.
As you read each line, my heart unfolds its grace,
And secrets of my soul, find solace in this space.
In your deep blue eyes, I see a universe unfold,
Many reflections of our love, a story yet to be told.
In your heart, a tender touch, few whispered sighs,
My gentle presence, forever drawing in vivid ways
Let us journey forth, hand in hand, entwined,
Through lyrics and dreams, a love we'll always find.
Amidst the shadows, I'll hold you ever near,
And in your pain, my love will conquer fear.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELIĀ 

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