Alliterations of love lexicons
sung in ancient tongues
repeat to the synchronous beat
of my once silently cold heart
Pen in hand, thoughts in jones,
she sees serenity in scapes of
trees and seas, in long winding roads
that lead to pockets of heaven on earth
Where one in tune with the universe
is secretly whispered the meaning of life
The senses are peaked to grand heights
catalyzed by melodica and guitar
mimicking the sound of wind's gentle breeze
and my soul's internal strum
I hear her calling out to me
singing sweet praises to
la Luna, Kali and Pele for
their divine guidance has
allowed love to finally speak
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