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Poeme : Is This Love ?



Is This Love ?

When I’m alone, I have such privileged moments !
When I’m alone, I must confess, I dream of you.
My thoughts are then picturing our love’s ornaments.
Also, there is desire, I want to kiss you !

Here we are, just you and me, out of time and space.
Living elsewhere, yes, living happy together.
Our thoughts are together as they were enlaced.
A moment of intimacy a life centre.

Having two turbulent threads babbling harmony,
A rainbow colouring the core of our passion,
A blazing fire warming the home of our desire,
A light breeze blowing happiness all around there,
And mountains to tell how strong is our affection,
Don’t you think we live in content harmony ?

My thoughts enjoy at living our love’s moments.
Also, there is desire, I want to kiss you !
When I’m alone, I have such privileged moments !
When I’m alone, I must confess, I’m still with you.
Arth

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Poème en Phonétique

wɛ̃ iεm alɔnə, i-avə syk pʁiviləʒεd mɔmɑ̃ !
wɛ̃ iεm alɔnə, i myst kɔ̃fεs, i dʁəam ɔf iu.
mi tuɡtz- aʁə tɛ̃ piktyʁiŋ uʁ lɔvəεs ɔʁnamɑ̃.
also, təʁə is dəziʁə, i wɑ̃ to kisz- iu !

əʁə wə aʁə, ʒyst iu ɑ̃d mə, u ɔf timə ɑ̃d spasə.
liviŋ εlsεwəʁə, iεs, liviŋ-api tɔʒεtœʁ.
uʁ tuɡtz- aʁə tɔʒεtœʁ a te wəʁə ɑ̃lasεd.
a mɔmɑ̃ ɔf ɛ̃timasi a lifə sɑ̃tʁə.

aviŋ two tyʁbyle tʁəad babliŋ-aʁmɔni,
a ʁɛ̃bɔw kɔluʁiŋ tə kɔʁə ɔf uʁ pasjɔ̃,
a blaziŋ fiʁə waʁmiŋ tə ɔmə ɔf uʁ dəziʁə,
a liɡt bʁizə blɔwiŋ-apinεsz- al aʁund təʁə,
ɑ̃d muntɛ̃ to tεll ɔw stʁɔ̃ɡ is uʁ afεksjɔ̃,
dɔnte iu tɛ̃k wə livə ɛ̃ kɔ̃tɑ̃-aʁmɔni ?

mi tuɡtz- ɑ̃ʒwa a liviŋ uʁ lɔvəεs mɔmɑ̃.
also, təʁə is dəziʁə, i wɑ̃ to kisz- iu !
wɛ̃ iεm alɔnə, i-avə syk pʁiviləʒεd mɔmɑ̃ !
wɛ̃ iεm alɔnə, i myst kɔ̃fεs, iεm stij wit iu.