Flowers for all vases
Candles lit, even during the day
Tables full of your culinary preferences
The room is decorated with red petals
The warm water, and hands that caress to bathe

The burning heart and music which inebriates
The dance of happiness runs through the house
As butterfly playing with the wind among the flowers
As the river that knows the way

Why? the colors are brighter?
It is a special light, which shines more than all the lights
It is the arrival of the beloved
It is the sun that illuminates the moon

The deep smile when the door opens
All of the shades run to hide themselves
The new day has come
The Lover
With all your poems and your hands warm

marzo 4 -13

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beautiful and endearing. keep writing and sharing.

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yours are beautifull too !