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  6h nivek
Emma
Stately, headless form,
profound with life, she endures—
stone defies time's hand.

Pregnant with the stars,
prosperity flows through her,
silent, yet so vast.

Temple's sacred core,
sea and stars weave her wisdom—
eternal she stands.
In Malta and Gozo we have some of the oldest temples known, how they were built is still a mystery the rocks are so huge. And within or close by we find our Goddess of fertility the people must have worshipped her devoutly.
nivek 10h
its a black and white movie
someone coloured with pastel

we caught each others eye
across decades of silence

we may decide to travel far together
but first we must dance

and when we finally accept
love is eternal

then we can forget all else
creating our own movie
nivek 1d
skin arrest with touch of skin
nothing comes close
as close as love.
nivek 1d
a Bridge, an Oak.
a universal Ghost.
an old photograph .
nivek 1d
We bleed in union with all creatures
our hearts beat a finite song

Will we leave goodness in our wake?
a little love freely given?

All Bob had was redemption songs
and I hope this helps to sing them.
  2d nivek
Emma
Pure white whispers fall,
soft embrace on black branches—
Winter's breath lingers.

Enormous oak stands,
silent witness to the peaks,
shadows blend with light.

Between two giants,
snow and silence weave their song,
timeless, cold, serene.
Unfortunately we don't get any on my island, but this is what I imagine.
Happy weekend fellow poets.
  2d nivek
Emma
Would you still love me if the night spoke my sin,

if the ash of my mistake clung to our bodies,

if the wind carried whispers of my guilt

and our skin bore the scent of shattered stars—

would your hands still gather me from the void?
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