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CORNEL PUNK Oct 2014
How much I love you! Melita, my power.
The petal of my rose,my dawning sun,
that rises my joy,the morning glory flower.
I need of you the feeding with your bun.

O Melita,why'd you sent me away.
You sent me out and banged your door at me.
You never care about me for a day.
You hid your heart where eyes of mine can't see.

What wrong had I committed to get reject'd.
It could because I'm not a weathy guy.
Or cause I'm not the man your heart select'd.
Perhaps you want to say to all men-bye.

I shall keep calm and wait for my true love.
It could be you or any other dove.

#sonnet
Eleni Feb 2020
Deep and black
But far from fright
Her waves smile at me.

Without speech
She murmurs softly
As if she has once felt pain.

Who am I to think
She has not confronted
Loneliness or change.

Though words cannot
Comprehend this ephemeral whisper
I see more in her darkness than in daylight.
A poem dedicated to the comforting, midnight waves during my trip to Malta.

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