Dawn behind the soul
I just need your eyes to drown in,
for me no better ocean is needed,
my dear -
when Sun falls behind your soul,
don't give me night's coldness trough your look.
Nothing is of such a great importance,
like your pure, smile.
Your voice tempts my spirit,
as breeze tempts strength of a lotus' gusset.
I don't need you to survive,
but your presence makes my life colorful.
poem by Amer Jag
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