When Lost Hearts Converge

by: Teboho Mochaoa -  Add Comment...

When lost hearts converge Visible are its desires eruptions, And its vigorous passions emerge To awaken their dead pulsations. From their roots, its rhythm bleed Smashing heartless illusions, And fears, from their path, recede Showing its true visions. In the humble breeze of ecstasy, They no longer feel the thorns of pain; Only its gracious storm they see, It is true love that falls like rain.