The poems I wrote yesterday

The poems I wrote yesterday
Became tears of longing, apart.
Today the sunset brought them back
In thousands of waves, looking for
My passion, my love, burnt away
In seven desires; a charm
Is playing the wind beneath the sky.

The poems I wrote yesterday
Became leaves waltzing in their fall.
Their spells spark the skyline, yet call
Those seven desires in mind,
Till passion is getting its storm
With fevers and fears running through
The whole universe, looking for
The magical lust of their rhymes.

The poems I wrote yesterday
Are wandering under the storms
Like Ciara is running through skies
Still looking for something may lost
In seven desires, a fight
Is playing my heart and my soul
Like Dennis is tearing apart
The wounds over fears, till the ground
Is kissed by their tears of their burning poems.

© Simona Prilogan

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