Love
I used to see a face in my dreams.
She was more beautiful than my thoughts.
She used to be draped in a veil...
and she'd disappear in a moment.
As soon as I saw her,
my heart stopped beating.
I thought that i got the
destination of my journey.
She brought light into darkness
becoming a flame.
Like a butterfly, she filled
my life with color.
Whom god has made for me, whoom...
time has made me meet,
settled in the heart...
you are the photo,
you are the face of my dreams.
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