But A Graceful Dream
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But how do I speak of your love?
When I look into your eyes, I see the skies above.
Pure and beautiful; simply endless.

But how do days not know of seasons?
Every second; a summer love.
Every step; a growing garden.

But how do my mornings sing?
Nightingales appear, a chorus begins.
The sun, shining; The river, flowing.

But how does darkness disappear?
The moonbeams call; and bright stars twinkle.
Our souls, loving; Our shadows, waltzing.

But how do I even begin?
The depth of your love; my blue skies.
The light of your love; my summer,
The poetry you whisper; my nightingale.
The way you’re next to me; my moonlit waltz.

~~~ About the contributor ~~~

Azalia Suhaimi is a photopoet of love, using her heart as a tool, combining both her photography and poetry works into a spectrum of emotions. An ultimate dreamer, and has participated in a few exhibitions in Malaysia and in Sydney, Australia where she studied Photography during summer (her favourite season). Her works are regularly published on her website at www.azaliasuhaimi.com.

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