Our Hearts In The Centre Of Love 

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Tinted by the sun,
The days burnt rays,
Shining on our lucid dreams,
Undone,
Our hearts in the centre of love,
Bruised and open,
Beating in rhythm,
To harp strings and holy ghosts,
Grating in utmost hollowing scenes,
Fabricated by the sounds of the sea,
Blinded by the golden day,
A cabin on the hill,
We seek shade,
Together our hearts amidst the trees,
We listen to the soft gentle breeze.

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25 thoughts on “Our Hearts In The Centre Of Love 

  1. My favorite lines you’ve produced:

    Our hearts in the centre of love,
    Bruised and open,
    Beating in rhythm,
    To harp strings and holy ghosts,
    Grating in utmost hollowing scenes,
    Fabricated by the sounds of the sea,
    Blinded by the golden day,

    A rich metaphor of dreams and the lucidity of consciousness and infinite.

    You capture the thought of poetry with beauty and creativity. 🙂

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