Love... Rekindled (Retourne)

Opened up a frail heart to love
With eyes closing doors on despair
Dreaming of love to flow like stream
Leaving pains beyond existence.

With eyes closing doors on despair
Unspoken sound whispers me
Come, lets believe in love again
And its magic of healing pains.

Dreaming of love to flow like stream
Within a fraction of second
Pleasant thoughts run across my mind
Recreating glad fantasies.

Leaving pains beyond existence
And drown into ocean of bliss
Terminating all glum feelings
And rekindle lost love again.


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A Retourne is a French poetry form wherein repetition is used, employed. It consist of four quatrains (four-line stanzas), with each line having eight syllables. The trick is though that the first stanza's second line must also be the second stanza's first line, the first stanza's third line is the third stanza's first, and the first stanza's fourth line is the fourth stanza's first. Retournes can but do not have to rhyme.