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(Secret Place) (love poem# 2) There's a very special place i know.....so calm, so peaceful, with its Caribbean blue sky, made bluer by light orange streaks...nearby, a stream of silver water, flows gently...its tune relaxes the mind, for, simultaneously, a breeze blows softly...touches my face, arms, like a kiss, a cold brush against my skin, that wakes, and holds still, my wandering mind.....so i'd notice a heavenly garden....with fragrant blossoms and tamed colors, to soothe my weary eyes, my soul... it is a haven so private...only for me, to go to... yet... i see you there...where i hide my dreams, my private feelings, my dark moments, my doubts, my fears, my enlightened moments, you know them all, spot on...without me telling you...we are mates, you, me, we fit into place, in every space...even in the small recesses, and holes of our souls, we silently agree, doors i have long closed...feelings i've tossed in the dark, you sensed them all............we...are two hands clasped... this has become our secret haven, our sacred place, here, where we surrender ourselves to each other, here, where we share quiet moments all alone, here, where started, and bloomed...a dawning, here, where, all our eyes, all our hearts longed for, we now behold....we now feel....we now embrace... Sally Copyright February 4, 2017 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
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THE DAWNING
(Secret Place) (love poem# 2) There's a very special place i know.....so calm, so peaceful, with its Caribbean blue sky, made bluer by light orange streaks...nearby, a stream of silver water, flows gently...its tune relaxes the mind, for, simultaneously, a breeze blows softly...touches my face, arms, like a kiss, a cold brush against my skin, that wakes, and holds still, my wandering mind.....so i'd notice a heavenly garden....with fragrant blossoms and tamed colors, to soothe my weary eyes, my soul... it is a haven so private...only for me, to go to... yet... i see you there...where i hide my dreams, my private feelings, my dark moments, my doubts, my fears, my enlightened moments, you know them all, spot on...without me telling you...we are mates, you, me, we fit into place, in every space...even in the small recesses, and holes of our souls, we silently agree, doors i have long closed...feelings i've tossed in the dark, you sensed them all............we...are two hands clasped... this has become our secret haven, our sacred place, here, where we surrender ourselves to each other, here, where we share quiet moments all alone, here, where started, and bloomed...a dawning, here, where, all our eyes, all our hearts longed for, we now behold....we now feel....we now embrace... Sally Copyright February 4, 2017 Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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