Eloquent Dreams
A moon. Shining.
Now a moment to celebrate.
I see the bright colors of the festival.
I see the lights. Glowing.
Eyes. Tears.
We are cherishing the memory of a remote past.
I see a smile. I see pain.
I see sorrow. I see rain.
Sound. Music.
We are getting ready for a long journey for a lyric, touching.
I traveled in the rain of melancholy.
I touched the words of a mirage.
Colors. Beauty.
I see henna all over your decorated palm.
I see the design. I see beauty.
I see eloquent dreams in laughter.
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