Friday, July 23, 2010

I wrote this for you


What was important for me was to see you.
And see you happy.
What was essential for me was to be with you.
And smell your existence.
What was ecstatic for me was to see you.
And hear your voice.

Your eyes magnetized my eyes.
Three seconds was like eternity.
I don't know what was on your mind.
You don't know how you invaded my mind.
I get so weak hearing you say my name.
And talking to me.

But that day was special for me.
It was my present to myself:
To see your masterpiece
and to replenish this empty heart
with your breathing, your voice.

It's when you're near I don't feel
a stranger in the night.

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