THE MYSTERY OF LOVE
The mystery of love
is hidden deep in the soul
in a swallowed sight
in a lost look
a distance
The mystery of love
is stored in flaming hearts
in a body that asks for caresses
in extended hands
in the absence of words
The mystery of love
is not written in books
but engraved in skin inscriptions
shinning with the sweat of struggle
surrendering submissive
The mystery of love
is on a wet mouth kiss
in the silence that happens
between sighs and sobs
in the hand that rouses
The mystery of love
is in not knowing
just a release of senses
no questions, no answers
interpreting gestures
The mystery of love
combines with the unknown
love it! there is no plausible explanation
for the mad and audible beats
of a racing heart
The mystery of love
is in the look given
in the body that softens
in the languid look that pierces the soul
in a moment you can’t forget
Mary Fioratti
Olá amiga! Passando para me desculpar, pois somente agora descobri o !Poemas do Cotidiano". É que resolvi dar uma geral e o encontrei como seguidor. Como não tem a foto de identificação do perfil, não aparece no início dos seguidores. Mas tudo está resolvido e com certeza, passarei a receber as atualizações, pois me tornei seguidor.
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Beijos pra ti e para os teus.
Furtado.