Only passion by such moments moved
where we can't help to sense it's magic
not to grab by greedy hands in tragic
understood those hearts approved
it whirls on small dancing clouds of leaves
when the damp misty morning air shows flair
then carries the songs of birds anywhere
and lo and behold, yes we were there
breathing in deep, grasping the air …….
Passion's only by such moments moved! M
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