With tears in my cheers, and sad,smiling eyes #poety#imagination

I m madness in raptures
Borne on an airy steed,

A hue of beloved eyes
Coloring up in dance,

Why,what am i made for,
I neither know nor gather,

Now a melody,now a mood
A voice that just rings on.

I m a flame of descending
To the heart's hidden cellars;

I am a jingling joy,
A drunkenness in raptures.

In your veins a fire,
I m a quivering flame,

A speaking radiance,
Burning passion,yearning.

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