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How does the sound of light appear, If silence suddenly could hear? Perhaps like gold on ocean waves, Or dawn inside forgotten caves. Maybe it sings through autumn trees, A silver hymn upon the breeze. A fragile echo, soft and bright, The hidden pulse beneath all light. I heard it once in someone’s laugh, A warmth that split my soul in half. A quiet spark, a tender fire, Awakening each lost desire. And since that day I understand, Not every song is made by hand. Some melodies are born above… The sound of light, the voice of love.
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Dance In the Rain With Me - Poem

Dance in the rain with me
when the sky forgets its brightness
and the clouds unravel their silence.
Let the storm soak through our worries,
and the thunder hush our fears.

Take my hand,
not to lead or follow,
but to share the same trembling air
and the same wild pulse beneath the skin.

Let the drops blur everything but this moment—
your eyes,
the softness in your smile,
the way your breath becomes a rhythm
I could live inside forever.

We don’t need sun
to feel warmth.
Just you,
and the rain,
and the music
of hearts unafraid to be open.

Dance in the rain with me,
and let the world
disappear.


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