Michael Bolton
See the dawn born
Or sunset down?
All nuances of red,
Blues of skies,
Silver’s strikes,
Golden smiles,
Sparkling streams -
Melting in your eyes…
Whole new day arise,
Then dies…
Life is just a flash between
Sunsets and dawns…
At the threshold of all Times.
28.12.2014
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Michel, your songs inspired me so much!
This short poem is for you.
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