I lie in rapture and her beautiful black eyes,
Remind of dark clouds gathering in the skies
That girl in my dreams is a Raven that screams,
In the darkness a path lit by silvery moonbeams
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An enchanting piece of writing. How beautifully you express your feelings. A perfect flow of thoughts n words. A perfect 10.
An intense poem that showcases the extremities of life, the joy and sorrow of dreams. Dreams can be rapturous or can engulf one in dark clouds. Excellent Ayman!