When my nights become days Everything is for sure reversed But hopefully very soon dear We will be on the same page And of course, on the same stage!

We can make things happened Without any real hesitation When we have the power To really shorten the distance When it is a mutual desire!

Between our lonely souls There is an enormous gap That we must fill right away As to make our future nearer And our dreams to come true, Here I am alone too, just Waiting for your next move!

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I cannot take it, I cannot leave it, either, So I will be always guessing Until at last I do recognize The lover behind the mask!

The mystery is never solved Though it has never been resolved With an adequate conclusion, The story is sworn, I know who has done it!

With each clue woven In my painful past A whispering note Was clearly attached!

Another story of my life Partially revealed But not yet fully clarified By my own destiny Until I am forever gone And my legacy left behind, It is a matter of time And the truth holding within!

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An angel and a classical violin, The century’s concerto begins, Plays like one hundred and one, A million stars around the sun!

Soothing my heart and mind, Finally leaving my sorrow behind, By helping me forget the past, Only the good memories last!

An angel with streaming hair, A beauty that lovingly stares, Sparkling eyes, baby soft skin, She orchestrated sounds again!

Her unique heartbeat clearly cast, A conductor’s baton circles fast, We awake from a too real dream, To rise to the top as stronger beings!

New York’s Philharmonic Symphony, Is where the angels play in harmony, Her bow glides softly over the strings, With a sound of tenderness she sings!

To wish but it is only about reality, Poetically, God’s only soul for me, But, when I fail to fall asleep, There is no angel behind the violin!

When the sun rises I go about my day, Her melancholy glow guides the way, Anxiously awaiting darkness to begin, Lovely dreams the angel comes again!

Life manifests itself in different forms, The one behind my thoughts & poems, The one I saw vividly in my dreams, The angel behind the violin!

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Listen love! Your ears cannot tell you What I am saying now!

Unnatural quiet Gives from your heart Most truth away When I can no longer wait!

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