“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.”
Rumi
Give her the love, wisdom and power.
She insensibly ripped his old life skin off,
Naked his soul,
Tenderly filled it with purpose and
Protected him for their being.
22 ноября 2017
Из альбома «Весна в Париже»
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