Love
by Melchor F. Cichon
1986
I sprung alone unnoticed
Like an oasis in an unstrolled desert
Until I heard you singing.
Then I began to paint roseate dreams.
I lifted my soul
To seek for you in vain in the Hades.
Love, laugh me out on this
But your music has become my Beatrice.
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