Woman short poem

Uploaded by Benjamin Chiu Uy

allow me this privilege of
seeing you in ,
the unlit room in a chilly night,

alone and guiltless,
as night unmask your face, assumed Venus in the cowl
splendor on the door it would admit,

the dream of the ages, for your age,
in our young songs to the stars,

quietly in the whisper of the fallen goddesses,
the eros of ,life ,earth,sincerity,

the wonders of the lost cities,of the assumed cries,
indignant and sweet,

as the core of life assembles, begin its roots and vines, to freedom
spreading at the night moon’s. gaze,

centuries at the awaken sleep,
before you ,the proper host,commenced, invites,

two enamored stranger to this long trip,the dreams,
between the crowning of the dawn and the drawn midnight.
the time for the induced celestial images,

as you unveil, weapons and spells, from the lost world,centuries of the love arts,
on this shelters, altars of anonymity and the start,the coming of its cries,and birth,
bringing the new renewals of more than life itself.

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