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Velibor Baco Poem
It is your eyes
Deeply in love,
floating above,
no thought no sorrow,
words can not describe,
eternity borrowed,
this magic and vibe.
All colours at once,
no eye can see,
the hearts response,
timeless and free.
A call with no number,
will it be answered?
Reaching thereunder,
my thoughts,
they wander.
Who is it I am calling?
The moment we meet,
it feels like falling,
our souls they greet,
in a life before,
through time were lost,
love was sworn,
our paths they crossed.
A sign to remember,
it had to be pure,
it was her temper,
my eyes were the cure.
A secret word spoken,
she had to surrender,
the charm was broken,
now she remembered.
It is your eyes!
Only one gate is open,
no way to disguise,
the one I was hoping.
Copyright © Velibor Baco | Year Posted 2020
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