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Golden sun rise ballad
whispering in ripe vineyards
sweet wine of daylight;

The moon scatters my dreams
for you I weep bitter tears
as light conquers night;

In black hole darkness,
a drop of sun,
like golden honey,
pours along my arm.

It warms me
momentarily....

...alive in memories
of your gentle hand,
your soothing voice....

How often have I thought of you
when life became darkness
I would come to your vineyards, 
my hiding place..

Your open heart and soft warm rays
of light would comfort me
with the amber of your soul.

I heard that you are dying
death, vacant and deep darkness
I sit here in mourning.

Love, the meteor of light….
Is there no protection ?

Should I walk always
between dusty arid dawns
and dappled dusks?

I fear, I'd go quite insane
from such dazzling light ….