She became my heaven
When she turned my grief
Into a halo, into a rainbow.
She snowed on my sad eyes
To show me the light
Of this life.
She became my poetry
When the Lord, during the night,
Metamorphosed her into a butterfly,
When God changed her into my seraph.
Now we are dancing in the sky
With the stars;
Now we are the stars,
Making the darkness the Christmas time.
Dedicated to: Jasmine Tom
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POEMS OF DUSK (MOONLIGHT POEMS)
PoetryThis poetry book is my first collection of poems in English. Divided in three parts, each part contains between 5 and 30 poems that would be entitled Introduction, Crux (or Heart) and Outcome (or Dénouement) of the book, with a Preface that introduc...
