Magdalena Dale, RO





Unutterable yearning
in pursuit of happiness
always on the way…
a wave which come back
dashing against the rock.



Day after day
a yearning in my soul
a calling…
this lime in blossom
only in my day dream



deep in my heart
my dreams are more acute
a remembrance?
I still feel the thrill
of the gentle touch



Birds of passage
stopped from their flying…
pure thoughts
in the fragrant chalice
of our hearts



Still of the night
between crickets and stars
this yearning…
always looking for love
but nevermore with you








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