Piece 5
If the tenderness of your delight
would remain beyond the moments
and warm my thoughts,
I would sleep in your eyes
and will not wake up.
You are for me
what you cannot imagine...
Voices we do not comprehend
Signs we cannot read
Labyrinth where we get lost
where, together, we do not want to find the exit...
A lightning illuminates the night
(in nights without moonlight)
and the silhouette of the encounter,
of the kiss without the time to finish,
softens that passion.
I want you between the sky and the ocean,
where there is no time...
Where there is no place...
(by Roger Sartorato)
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