Still loving you.....
In the space of silence
Where only the stones can speak
I lighted your candle
Wanting to illuminate your world
The light touched you
I keep the memory of you and me inside
Bathing it with my tears
Love would bloom again
As it flourished in the past
In tender summer nights
Those nights would be haunted
By the specter of an innocent being
But many years have passed
It was like I was in another life
Our love is as alike as
The grass mowed late in the autumn
Waiting for the frost
Nothing remained but
The love's shadow and its white frost
Keeping the hope of the resurrection.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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