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  • Henry Schoenfield

My heart

My heart is burning with love All can see this flame My heart is pulsing with passion like waves on an ocean

My friends have become strangers and I’m surrounded by enemies But I am free as the wind no longer hurt by those who reproach me

I’m at home wherever I am And in the room of lovers I can see with closed eyes the beauty that dances

Behind the veils intoxicated with love I too dance the rhythm of this moving world

I have lost my senses in my world of lovers


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