Bright feelings of love start to fall from the life tree, <br />Memories are limbs of times coming from the past, <br />Whispered words are fruits picked up by you and me. <br /> <br />Sweet kisses feed my hunger of your bel esprit <br />Rocketing us to heights in this basic contrast, <br />Bright feelings of love start to fall from the life tree. <br /> <br />Come dance with me on this ring of thoughts to be free. <br />The rays of dream shine through the pains of room to last, <br />Whispered words are fruits picked up by you and me. <br /> <br />Open your eyes in this new mystery to see <br />These seconds coming into a new sense so fast, <br />Bright feelings of love start to fall from the life tree. <br /> <br /> <br />Memories are flowers to make a potpourri. <br />We are too small in this immensity so vast, <br />Whispered words are fruits picked up by you and me. <br /> <br /> <br />Tomorrow you will bounce your baby on your knee. <br />In broken horizon, your bad dreams will be passed. <br />Bright feelings of love start to fall from the life tree. <br />Whispered words are fruits picked up by you and me.<br /><br />Marieta Maglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dance-of-love-villanelle/
