They say,
my dear, my brightly star
That you
leave us, as a dot
How strange
and how bizarre
As if the
sun has a black spot
Is it your
sparkle on the ground?
A tender
veil of dewy eyes
A gift, to
make your love resound
Helping us
to visualize?
To brighten
up, our dark site
Disrobing
us from hurt or pain
To heal in
love and warm delight
But hey, can
you explain
What
remains, is that your soul
Attracting
to the sun?
Are have
you open up a hole
To excite our cerebrum?
To defrost our
frozen mind
And fill it
up with heartsong
To make
holiness declined
Awakening
along
O hear that
song, so delight
The winged
colours truelove
It makes me
see, clear and bright
And carries
me above
I pass
through your sungate
Oh Venus, what
have I roam
I
understand what you tried to articulate
Now I’m
home
mykey
mykey
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