Sunrise, Sunsets
Picture perfect sonnets which melt the essence of rif and misunderstanding
Crystal...water flowing crystal clear-
A mirage your words carry,timelessly
Sunrise , Sunsets
Each stanza, tirelessly presenting the reality of an unbelievable truth
A truth hidden underneath fear and reluctance
A reluctance commonly shared and influenced by the hesitance to be vulnerable
Sunrise, Sunsets
Line by line, you sell a dream, more expensive than gold
A dream so calculated, each segment is more costly than the first
Picture, perfect sonnets you recite, framed with the jargon only I can translate...
By:Linda RM Baumann
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08 February 2016
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