Silent voice of love

The murmuring voice In the closest
that Flies away with the gliding
Birds of the field
The laudable voice that echoes away
With the whirling hands of the winds
The pulses of emotion that flares
Away With the radiation of the sun
The sweet feast of my heart that
Sweats through the palms like
A flooding water

The wings that flies
The sun that radiates
The wind that speed
All Makes my love
Dazzles in flames
To the admiration of the blind

I cannot hide it anymore
You are now in possession of my heart

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