domingo, 27 de mayo de 2018

My place.

On another continent, 
but at the same time so close,
that I can feel you, and 
see you without looking at you

today I would choose 
to lie down by your side, and
hear you speak in dreams
about the dawn and the twilight

sometimes angels fly low
approaching the fires of hell,
they do it to save someone 
from the dark embrace of fear

just one night with you,
it would make me see clearly
a sweet and happy future,
or at least in the short term

it's nice not to think
in what will happen tomorrow,
that means that today
you have absolutely everything

and if this dark night
I could hear you in your dreams,
I would have all that light
of the full moon and sunbeams.


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