All Things Unknown, (From: Love Letters)
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Distancing myself from familiarity
of action I strike out with servitude of mind;
to waylay your love, feel your passionate presence,
listen to you speak lost in the depth of your words,
touch the brushstrokes of your thoughts, confounding reason,
watch your aura as it glows in layered richness,
bow before the privilege of your enlightened touch
stimulating and evolving all things unknown.
Bu şiiri puanla
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