Your eyes cherished me tenderly.
Your words adored me intensely.
Your actions were quite an act of impression.
But the air around us felt like an affection.
.
We never talked about it, thus we never talked it over.
It has been years, but my thought of you still lingers.
.
Where are you now, at this late hour of the night?, asked I to the wind.
In your dream, my dear? Do I present at your sight?
Dreams are not bound to morality.
Could we then let our palm kiss each other softly,
And feel the magic they once desired for?
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Then look at me with tender cherish-ness.
Talk to me with intense adoration.
Hold me into your arms with that impression.
Let’s us now perform our affection.
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Let’s us whisper, “I love you” to each other’s ear over and over again, until she wakes you up when the morning comes.
Suggested soundtrack: Symphony No. 3, Op. 36 “Symphony of Sorrowful Songs”: II Lento e largo – Tranquillissimo by Henryk Górecki (David Zinman, Dawn Upshaw & London Sitfonietta – Górecki Symphony No. 3)
