I do not feel for you the same feeling
that one has
for an undulating corolla like the sea foam,
for mythical zephyrs,
for the explosions of wisteria
that spread the spring.
I feel for you
the feeling one has for the arcana,
for the Orphisms that live there,
between the dim lights and the heart.
I feel for you a feeling
similar to a spring that does not gush,
but which has within itself,
invisible,
the freshest sap,
the purest sap.
I owe it to your feeling
if in my soul pulsates the essence
that rises from the darkness.
My Love for you
no longer questions itself,
no longer needs time,
space,
my Love for you is Love,
without tortuousness,
without complications,
regardless of any dignity.
All that is my Love for you,
there is no other way to live it,
because you are like this,
because I am like this.
I love your skin on mine,
as you fall asleep in my arms.
The sunrise and the sunset,
one light,
you and I
one breeze.
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