The heart to the heights flying there stops
On your lips it feels like it sings
Gift your kiss, the body climbs
The one that is throbbing again quickly beats!
Ends have no emotions in the heart
It reaches a breath of gas within the stings
But rules do not exist in the love of joy
Just follow faithfully, you always hope.
At the edge of the cliff I can stand for Him
My lips on His lips I touch them
The spirit is stretched to the derelict
His hands in my hands, let me hold.
He΄s evening Light, morning Star
Never tell me I'm leaving him hi, or I greet you
How I want to embrace me with Light and pace
Oh, never wake up from this dream!
1.4.2017 verse (A DREAM)
© Mary Skarpathiotaki
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