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Inspire me as the blush of your skin does when you feel the simple touch of my fingers, there where the summits of your senses are cemented. May your moaning, destroyer of silent distances, which prevents us from looking into each other's eyes, become my muse.
Inspire me in each word that you avoid when you recognize yourself lonely, and decide to ask me to return, so that each stanza that is lost from my rhyming, conjugates the longing to love each other.
Inspire me, please, so we resolve what life tried to snatch from us, on that day where tears silenced us. Let my poetry resound like the echo of your voice, let my verses be impregnated with the warmth of your skin and the humidity of your kisses.
Let each line evoke the fire of our passion, the innocence of our caresses, the silences full of complicity. May my words become the bridge that crosses the distance and unites us again, so that together we can find the inspiration that life tried to take away from us.
Because only you can be the spark that ignites my soul, the force that drives my pen to capture the beauty of our love. Inspire me, my beloved, and let my poetry become an eternal hymn to the union of our hearts.