Love is a wind
that is never bound by any shore,
giving hearts a sail
which soars on the beats
of the one
who is your very breath.
Though canyons forbid a touch,
even if the earth itself
should dare to raise Himalayas as barriers,
they will never keep
the wings growing
between two souls
from moving towards the same horizon.
In the night of silent embraces,
face of the one giving eyes their vision
burns with passion's flame,
kissing always even in distant caresses,
angels visiting pillows
softly light the candle smoldering,
riding dream sailboat to waiting arms.
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