This Is the Day of Lovers
This is the day of lovers..
Those searching for their beloveds
Each carrying their rose..
Red the color of cherry
And words the color of heartbeats..
They exchange love and brevity of speech..
I love you.
Who will guide me to the lover of the rose
And who carries sweet words
My rose has waited
While I wander through twisting alleys
Moving among eyes
Searching for the scent of a loving woman
And a place where whispered words were heard
And a shawl the wind carried far away
To be a signpost on the lovers’ path
Who will guide me, for the roads have scattered me
The place is still the place
And the scent is still the scent
And the sea still sips pearls and magic from the blueness of her eyes
And her black hair still lends the night its cover
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