The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabakov

Saturday, January 29, 2011


Gazing into the heaven
I see only your face
Longing for your touch
Held in an embrace

Colourful enchantments
Gentle soul you have
So unaware we are both
For unveiling love

I caught a rainbow today
And placed it in a jar
Only to release it one day
For the bridge afar

Across all oceans and seas
I whisper your name
Do you feel me as I you?
Are you and I same?

Under this rainbows gate
We connect in dreams
Unknown is but our fate
Only our spirit hears

Sound of hues’ harmony
Colours of my bliss
Sealed is our but journey
Our love with a kiss

by Janette Dengo

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