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IF ONLY                                                      THAT LOVE



                                                                                                                          I could see the sky                                          Time goes by
                                                                                                                          Littered with stars                                          Day after day
                                                                                                                          Mirroring their flickering lights                            Different the colours
                                                                                                                          On the vast expanse of the blue                              Of the new dawns and
                                                                                                                          On a stormy night                                            The sunsets
                                                                                                                          When angry winds tear off                                    Changes the scent
                                                                                                                          The last leaves                                              Of the seasons that
                                                                                                                          From the chilly branches                                     Slowly follow each other
                                                                                                                          Hear in the silence                                          With monotony
                                                                                                                          Of gloomy nights                                             While like a candle
                                                                                                                          Violins playing                                              Your life is burning out
                                                                                                                          If only i could see                                          Lost at night
                                                                                                                          Still burn in your eyes                                      In the memories
                                                                                                                          The passion of one time                                      Of your youth age
                                                                                                                          Barefoot walk along desolate moors                           Still you feel the call
                                                                                                                          Climb up mountains                                           Of that love
                                                                                                                          If you were there                                            Since long in your breast
                                                                                                                          Waiting for me                                               You keep tight
                                                                                                                          Go along the paths of the world                              And in the silence
                                                                                                                          Like a crusader                                              Of your barely lighted room
                                                                                                                          In search of the holy grail                                  Clear flow in your mind
                                                                                                                          To win back that love                                        Images of a life
                                                                                                                          That even you gave me once                                   Never lived
                                                                                                                                                                                       Besets you melancholy
                                                                                                                          @Maria Miraglia                                              While timid tears
                                                                                                                            Taranto, Italy                                             Stream down your face


                                                                                                                                                                                       @Maria Miraglia
                                                                                                                                                                                          Taranto, Italy
                  2  K.C. Sethi & Sunita Sethi                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       SHAPES OF LOVE  3
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