A Perfect Love - Poem by Vasil Marku
You’re the perfect fire to get burned
More then the blest word to be heard
The best water’s wave of my taking mind
You are what my heart call the only pride
Make me a soul of will to be true
Give me the flute of sounds to blow
Now in silence you can believe
My life it’s a journey that your eyes give.
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