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Tell me my love, tell me
In which language
The heart relates its story
To my wink-less eyes
Where my emotions
Take a pause
To slowly crystallize.
Tell me my love, tell me
What the Spring confides
To the breeze that in turn whispers
Some sweet-nothings
In the ears of jasmines,
Who in turn spill out the beans.
poem
by
Arkay Drk
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