Day merges with night, in a tear,
A storm of feelings that leaves no choice
And in an instant, when all is clear,
In a beat of the heart, there's no more noise.
The beauty of a nightingale singing with passion,
A moment lasts an hour when the light appears.
With heart and soul in unison
In a beat of the heart, reason disappears.
In a beat of the heart, feelings flood in
Deeply buried joys and sorrows
And when he insists, it all begins,
In a beat of the heart, we see a white rose.
When it's over, we still think about it.
From one heartbeat to the next, for a lifetime
What is this love that we have to admit?
In a beat of the heart, which is mine.
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Tony Herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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A very sweet poem, Tony.