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It started on an unknown road

That showed

The connection with a pair of passing eyes

Can start a new roll of the dice

He passed me by while greeting

I looked at his gaze and was captivated

In a clear blue summer sky

Then I heard myself repeating

“Tell him!

Tell him what you see in those eyes” and 

With that

I was captured, without disguise

But before Agreeing

He had already passed me by

I took it as a sort of goodbye

Than I witnessed myself calling

“Hey you, you’ve got the most beautiful eyes

And I tell you this with no hopes or ties” 

That comment made him stop

Making that drop

Our first stop

The rest is a story

About a playful journey

A dance

A retreat

A soul to soul entrance

A joyful remembrance

He is here but I already miss him

Because tomorrow he will be gone

It is a reality I do not know

How to act upon

I know that after some time

That I will do everything

To make the time flow

Somehow I know

After a while the distance will grow

It will become a kind of hindrance

An empty space, a gap 

 Ending in indifference

Meanwhile I will recall the first touch

That showered me such

With longing and craziness for interaction

Both melodious

And euphonious

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