Mar 2014
1
Pitch dark night.
He stood atop
the tallest bell tower
in the city of his heart,
insanely pleading
to the starlit sky
to come down
and kiss his brow,
shocking him to the core,
he saw two evil eyes staring
above the shadow
of two dark vulture wings,
just in a flash
abruptly he left
trying to erase the moment
from memory altogether.
For the first time
in his short unhappy life
he learned one has to be patient
till the wings grow
by self acquired magic.
2
Moonlit night
foamy waves of soft light
splash on the shores of tender hearts,
standing alone on the village green
he waited for the angel,
he dreamed to descend
firmly believing she would be there
the moon suddenly grew bright,
the breeze brought
the scent of incenses
he heard bells sonorously ring,
was it real or an enchanting dream?
rustling of soft wings told him
about her presence
for a divine moment he thought
he saw her gentle eyes
flashing quickly at him;
a moment of grace
like a huge dew drop
enveloped him for ever.
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Pitch dark night.
He stood atop
the tallest bell tower
in the city of his heart,
insanely pleading
to the starlit sky
to come down
and kiss his brow,
shocking him to the core,
he saw two evil eyes staring
above the shadow
of two dark vulture wings,
just in a flash
abruptly he left
trying to erase the moment
from memory altogether.
For the first time
in his short unhappy life
he learned one has to be patient
till the wings grow
by self acquired magic.
2
Moonlit night
foamy waves of soft light
splash on the shores of tender hearts,
standing alone on the village green
he waited for the angel,
he dreamed to descend
firmly believing she would be there
the moon suddenly grew bright,
the breeze brought
the scent of incenses
he heard bells sonorously ring,
was it real or an enchanting dream?
rustling of soft wings told him
about her presence
for a divine moment he thought
he saw her gentle eyes
flashing quickly at him;
a moment of grace
like a huge dew drop
enveloped him for ever.
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