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marți, 2 aprilie 2013


And that ocean! 

The ocean which was unwrapped,
In the little drops behind the shore of your eyes
Erupted and the tides of sorrow fled away 
Upon the fair road that let to red furrow
Countless drops came after one and other
Leaving the gray marks of the Tale 
Which was never told...

You know? 

That it was but my desire for you,
My waiting in your countless thoughts
It was the voice of my soul
Thrumming in the ocean of longing 
That travelled its sweet journey 
From my eyes to your Lips

Hanook Gohar,

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