Night love

In the park of dreams
light is love

Mostly the quiet nights
illuminate the words

Sometimes also the words
speak in the dark

Only people expect the sound of love

As dawns sweet
a poem is crying on the edge of a dream

And then a sea
swirls the feelings of children

But do not any more are taught loves south of the future

Besides literally true the people
in the bays of their desires

Why proposals leaped anymore
the breath of the unexpected

Yannis Politopoulos

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