Echo of voices confuses me and assembles me with your love.
In your life is fame and glitter.
You are a voice in the valleys and the dreams in my nights.
Your voice reminds me of those hidden songs.
You, darling, are my fantasy and my fanciful.
You are in the desert: my sand, my dust and my destiny.
In the rain you are my heart and madness.
Echo of voices scares me in a dream and wakes me up.
In life you are my sensory, mind and flower.
In resurrection you are my destiny and good conclusion.
Ottawa International Poets and Writers for human Rights (OIPWHR)
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