The silence of oblivion reminiscent of the most beautiful moments of happiness, we remain in the future artistic creativity while seeking inner self. The river has left traces of the history of our love, we wake up in miraculous dreams of natural fantasy.
I understand your view without touching passion, I feel your needs on the shoulders of enthusiasm. We pass through honour and fire emotion, the views speak more than the word about this mystical moment of beautiful energy. Touch has become the most beautiful fairy tale, you are a dream that has adorned my reality.
We make puppets that play on the podium of life joy, we freely freight with the kiss of sincere love. We practice great movements on the mountain of opportunities, the challenges stand in front of our poetry. Each step is a pictorial way of our happiness, we remain constant on the path of transcendental training.
Virtuoso passes the wires through the scents of fragrant fields, I feel your vibrations with the touch of palm leaves. You have left a trace of eternity on my lips, see the fate of faith with the parade of the king's lodge in the blood of the winner.
- Original poetry written by @dobartim
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