The lingo of “hope” I spoke-
“Certainty” hope’s bonded fettered slave
Tongue rolled out sun
Cleaving clouds of doubts
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Poem is a union of souls pair, a poem of hope and obtaining happiness in love, only by deeply understanding and knowledge of the phenomenon itself. The conceptual metaphor: ''Tongue rolled out sun/Cleaving clouds of doubts ''and cognitive metaphor: ''I spoke of “you” in a monosyllable of “us” '' are very suggestive in this regard.10++
what hope can come of words held fast upon the tongue set them free and let be whatever will be now, see what you started :) ...thanks for the kind words my friend.
I inhaled you as I whispered……. “hope”.............10++++