It’s snowing the tales over us
with chapters surrounded by charm,
the evening is seizing the palm
of seven desires, a spell
it’s crossing in seconds the path,
just seven were those, yet apart
some stings lost their battle duel.

It’s raining the colours in verse
in seven nuances through rhymes,
their songs bring the night in the cymes
with seven desirous bouquets
of ardours from seven planets
till blue turns on magical breeze
like those seven shadings of seas. 

While seven sunsets read to us
a story depicted from skies,
your warmth writes on stones seven highs
of beauty of life, sensing care
through seven sunrises we share
on our yet unique love star,
a week charm it’s playing guitar.

© Simona Prilogan

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