White veiled window

on

The white veiled window

Whispered sensation of an everlasting dream

Secretes hidden inside its poetry

Yearning at the wind blow

Every sensation rise to be too extream

In the arms of this burning melancholy

I always knew this has to be

Especially if you are as broken as me

The white veiled window

Life’s movie screen

Sound and motion combined

Of soulmates refusing to intertwine

Death begins her dance of innuendo

For the sights of the unseen

To dream is to seek to love is to remind

And death remains a mystery…

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