WHISPERS / Poem by Tyran Prizren Spahiu

Poem by Tyran Prizren Spahiu
Your name I do whisper to freshness of the night
warm welcome to morning smile
my Lady
easy stepping entered the castle
life got resurrected
magic of love wrapped me
sounds of silence whispered
the divine words of lust.
The prince’s charm poured down the stairs of the fortress
wide shoulder covered the dreamy Lady
as easy as the swallow feather
moved to the room of pleasure
white bed
covered with silk
embroidered with the golden sheet
bridal dress yarns
dressing the floor of the maiden’s fireplace.

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