Tales from the edge of the morning sky

Even if I…

Even if

the sun,

I feel

were blind,

I would like

to hold

your face

in the quiet

of my hands,

and trace

just once,

my fingers

upon

the tributaries

and streams,

of the life

that has become

the beautiful

you,

to feel

a thousand stories,

journeys

and emotions,

joining

a stream,

a flow,

of stars,

to a river

of journeys,

that I cherish

in wonder

that I feel,

in the music

of living

and life,

that is

born

in me

with you.

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