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There, where your skies meet
and your stars twinkle in silence,
where the whisper of the wind reveals
the secrets kept in your breath.
Where your hells are unleashed
and the echo of flames feels deep,
my heart burns, leaving traces
in the shadows of fecund time.
There, in the dance of the burning fire
the moon alters, the summer bursts,
and the eagerly visiting storms
awaken the echoes of an early love.
Storms that carry sweet memories,
that trace paths through wandering skies,
where the horizon caresses secrets
that intertwine in constant dreams.
There, where destinies cross,
where the heartbeat becomes sincere,
I'll be the beacon that shines in your breezes,
in the eternal embrace of true love.