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The morning dew
Sparkles upon my finger
A treasure of emotion
I only need from you
The richness of desire
Warms up cooler evenings
And nights that tremble softly
In the briskness of the air
Sometimes when you’re asleep
I extend my body upwards
Drawn by the luminous magic
Of stars that silently tempt me
With their majestic height
I bend, turn, stretch, move
With the smooth suppleness
Of a vine faithfully winding
Around her loyal trunk
You plant yourself in me
In you I find my shelter
From life’s harshest storms
In the disarming intimacy
Of our communication
We find each other’s roots
While breathing the fresh air.
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