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That night I wanted the world to stop.
The night, blue and laundry-sweet, opens itself and you enter somehow wondering.
I need to find the person who greatly knows the song I hardly can hear these days.
Postcards, fireflies, the risk and the now— Go on read life ‘cause you’re beautiful and fre
After all, we’re human beings curious about our minds’ state of charm.
Here we are at last, talking as if for the very first time.
You may be difficult. But I’m different. And together we colour the chaos of life.
And yes, I was a kite awash in your zephyr!
But I miss you and there’s no more logic to which I’m committed.
Ever since I came to you I adored the motions of the clouds, the pulse of late summer.
You are a blizzard, a squall, a storm. Torrents of everything I love!
I love the perspective you give to the flowers at dawn, even the grammar that puts normal lives b
It is full of light and art and gravity. I was drawn to it because it has your smile.
I believe in the marriage of night and day as I let the hours pass thinking of you.
Say it with extra vim. Say it over the rooftops of the world. Say Goodnight.
