The sweet songs sung
by sudden soft sunbeams
drowning out
the lonely hearted,
their streams
of tears departing.
Parting the oceans
of whimpered emotions,
that have filled
with those droplets
of hurt held
in bubbled screams.
The ancient call
of moonlight
as it falls
on lonesome nights.
Making their sounds
less wretched,
giving them blessings,
to feel more blessed.
In words whispered,
nothing to fear it said.
Look within
where love
singles you out instead.
The soft caress
of the breeziest
kiss of wind when it flicks
through your hair,
like fingers brushing away
any remnants of fear.
The way it licks at your face,
lingers in place, delicately tracing
the outline until it is memorised
and memorialised in space.
The soft voice
of the planets,
the chorus of stars.
Every cosmic entity
joining this song
of the heart.
Distance can't
keep them apart,
words devour the space.
Distance just two figures
on a chart,
two figures dancing
to their own galactic beat.
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