They Call Me Love / Poem by Nassira Nezzar

Poem by Nassira Nezzar
They Call Me Love
I put my cheek on the scent of roses
I enter hearts without passing
through doors or windows
My magic is in my power
I hold you tight and take you higher
With my magical wings
I hover here and there..
kissing the stars, the moon,
the white clouds and the sun’s rays
They call me love
I look as the red colour with its contradictions
When I knock the doors of hearts
I don’t ask for permission
I’m not a sacred religion
I’m not restricted to something “allowed”
or something “forbidden”
I’m the wind, I’m the sun, I’m the rain
I’m the snow…
I’m the owner of all my seasons…

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