Live only a concept of you
Always meeting you in the eyes
Between clouds of gray marble and alabaster
I die when you touch me
On the face, of the silent time
let me free in a sudden fall
As true experience, of a suspended heart.
One night, is enough to know.
We are, we will be, air
Drops of pure water always free.
My Love, look at me in my dreams reflections
look at you gently in the heart
And it´s like for the first time I´ll existed.
As simple as the you and the I, of us
born to love, nothing more
Until spring´ll come out for lovers
the sun will make us shine
essences among a thousand flowers
Manuel Franceschetti
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