bluer than midnight
...the morning sun, with its scintillating warmth, embraced me to feel the deep touch of your love ...your love, emanating the wildflowers' scent and the mysterious compliments of some hidden sentiments ...sentiments, personified in homonyms and arguments, — love is stronger than death and much bluer than midnight ...midnight, — where the longing plants the romantic dreams, enough to forgive ourselves as we forgive the lack of a kiss ...kiss, with specks of stardust on the lips, — mine and yours, like the morning sun with its shimmering warmth