Rhyme X

The invisible particles of the air
quiver and ignite around me;
the sky dissolves into rays of gold;
the earth shudders with joy;
I hear the murmur of kisses and the beating of wings
floating on waves of harmony;
my eyelids close ... What can it be?
- It is love passing by!
(Contributed by Rozita on Saturday, January 8th, 2011)
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