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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In love and in you, lunar wings fade like spectral silver gliding gently, In the dark abyss of an obsidian sky, refracting dreams of a lost realm, Sliding and undulating through opalescent glass, like a window hiding truths, Sprinkled with pearl dust on your hidden face, between curved lines and lips of longing. Like Selene floating on red waves in a shining chariot with sparks of citrine, Woven with flames dancing in the night. I challenge you to follow the silent traces Of words forgotten by time, for they are the key that unlocks gates of light. And when dusk falls over your trembling silhouette, the moon whispers to you again. About loneliness etched in the void that reverberates in a deaf silence, Without questions or answers, without winds to wrap you in warmth, Without colors to soothe the cold, without stars to sew the heavy silence, Return to the crescent moon hammock that emanates the gold of eternal peace. A hummingbird's heart, lost in the feathered horizon, turn back to the twilight, To taste the temptations hidden in the mysterious and tender crepuscular light, Let your soul kiss the hot tips of the sun setting smoothly, You are the master of the moon, the artist painting the air with divine acrylic hues. The weaver of fragrant dawns preceding the storms gathering on the vast sky, We, the immutable poets, silently implore the awakening of your sleeping consciousness, To mold you, to create you, to return you to your purest and most vivid form, As you rise like the pulse of a dragon released from the day's warm embrace. Of the megalomaniac sun that cannot subjugate my mind without eternal breath, I am the master and mistress, the queen of tranquility, crowned in mystical thoughts, Enthroned among galaxies struck by thunder, never fearing the unknown, Ruling the moon and the cosmos, captive in the eyes of undefeatable celestial magic.
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