TONIGHT
Tonight,
I could only write about you
long,
tender and incessantly,
without reason,
without blinking,
No regrets.
Just like my heart
without programs,
without schemes,
no combination.
Because you are,
of course,
gentle
and lazy,
but as if i knew everything about you
and you around,
as if it had always belonged to those
hands,
eyes,
Hugs.
Tonight,
I could only write about you
and I touch the stars
with my hands
because you gave me your shine.
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