We used to smile at dawns,
In the evenings, we asked the moon,
To join us in a waltz,
Of joy playing its tune.
We used to call it love,
With firestorms in heart,
But zest dismayed the dove,
Soaring ardours above,
Till found the peace apart.
© Simona Prilogan
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In a Love World 