White Horse
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Mihaela Pirjol
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Too long in my affliction...
Caught in a dream, in fiction;
In shame and in disdain,
And a madness of the brain.
Now, the heart forgot the pain,
And the sadness of the rain:
Time, distance, and apart, —
They healed my broken heart.
Green courage is in spring,
Hope's blooming through the wind;
Sweet, candid little dreams:
The power of my wings!
The velvet touch of joy,
Rosy face in bloom, and coy:
So deeply and suave—
The purity of love!
That Love will come again:
The heart will not restrain!
With its possessing force:
The white beauty of a horse!
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