heart
under
your beating
laughing rhythm
burns the fire of
joy like no other at
watching the delft blue beyond
spread away in grandeur pageant
so the lady of the golden light
may dance for the ushers of Nirvana
dama de fogo
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Beautiful style. Well written 😃❣️👍
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thank you friend 🙂
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Those last two lines are gorgeous.
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Thanks, Sue ❤
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Fantastically & beautiful structured poem. 🙂
The Portuguese title is awesome!
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from the depot 🙂
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