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When I'm with you I lack nothing,
time stands still, life is golden.
The wind dies down, softly, in the house,
and at your side, love, sadness does not pass.
The storm subsides, its fury dies down,
turning into a breeze, into peace that shelters me.
The clouds dissipate, the sun unfolds,
and in your gaze I find what life denies me.
Your hands envelop me with sweet tenderness,
in the corner of the world where all is madness.
The whispers of the day turn to song,
and our laughter floats like a soft mantle.
Every word of yours is a perfect verse,
In the book of the soul, written in secret.
When we are together, the world is beautiful,
and time, mischievous, surrenders in sparkle.