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By coujeaux Date: 2002 Sep 28 Comment on this Work [[2002.09.28.11.03.32199]] |
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Glitter of starlit dances reflected in eyes; a blink became the night, He let his eyes become telescopic to reach the boundaries of sight. But her visage was half the celebration; surely God needed a voice, He stood up, cupped his hands, reverberating thanks for the choice. Somewhere on other side of Heaven, message rang loud and clear, So much the manes of infinite suns bristled as God covered his ear. There's no silent way to express devotion; it calls out to be heard, Able to be delivered through descriptions, or without a single word. Observe it in her eyes, watching it meander happily through a dream, Or see it in the dedication his lungs undertake mustering a scream. When urge to display how you feel strikes, no stone is left unturned, All you want to do is rock creation where your exhiliration's burned. So gentler are whisperbeats of conjoined hearts, sturm und drang, Place your imagination aside it, letting your ecstasies sing along. I hear your sweet nothings deep inside you, beyond my reaches, Wish I could spend every lifetime learning what your heart teaches. Speak to me forever, querida, tell me how all this is meant for me, Let me hear one time how much louder than love our eternity will be. |