Burden of Words
In the realm where shadows softly dwell,
Amidst the Burden of Words I tell,
As a surveyor of the black shroud's veil,
I watch her art, like stars, prevail.
Through her eyes, a universe unfurls,
A sanctuary from the mundane swirls,
Where art becomes a tender embrace,
Transcending time, filling space.
With brush and ink, her spirit soars,
Each stroke a whisper, each hue adores,
Gravure's touch, a delicate dance,
Revealing love's eternal trance.
In compositions, symphonies arise,
Arranging dreams beneath moonlit skies,
In "Tolerant" tones, a love that grows,
Embracing change, where passion flows.
"Reflections" cast in shimmering light,
Mirroring hearts, in the still of night,
"Echoes of Silhouettes on Paper" glide,
Chasing truths, where dreams abide.
And "Mother" stands, a timeless muse,
In her gaze, love's sweet fuse,
In every line, her warmth conveys,
A love that lasts through endless days.
So from afar, in awe I bow,
In her art, I now truly found my vow,
For in each stroke, love's essence I see,
In "Foundations in Aquafortis," words set free.
From "Volumul Pot sa-ți spun ceva?/Can I tell you something?"
Категория: Стихи про любовь
Все стихи автора: Andrei Lehanceanu 
Дата публикации: 21 октября
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