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Me thinking of you, you thinking of me,
in an eternal swaying, like the river and its algae,
the hours glide by, like a soft jasmine,
the days are whispers, time does not fade.
Weeks peek out, like shadows at dawn,
and in every corner of the soul, a desire is growing,
yearnings that awaken in the air as you fall,
just by imagining you, my heart gives way.
I want to embrace you in silence, I want the world to stop,
To lose myself in your gaze, like the sun among the stars,
to feel your skin so close, that the cold doesn't hold me,
and in every heartbeat, flow like the wind in the mists.