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Today I woke up thinking of you,
in those dreams that the breeze whispers,
in the shared laughter,
and in the caresses that time murmurs.
At every instant, the memory burns,
memories that sing of our follies.
Fantasies woven in starry nights,
where love danced in its follies.
They say that the only thing we'll take with us,
are the traces imprinted on the soul,
moments that float like smooth sailing ships,
sailing together, always calm.
The promises hidden in sayings,
the glances that cross two hearts,
are echoes of a time that never goes out,
an eternal fire between illusions.
Thoughts flow through fantasies of love, leading us towards that being that becomes part of our routine synchronicity and our dreams.
Very nice poem that you share with us.
Good day.