R.:
I am pressing my lips against your closed eyes,
I hold you close to feel the beating of your heart,
I am hugging you gently from behind,
Kissing your neck while brushing your hair.
You are taking my both hands,
Holding them without saying words…
I’ve read in your eyes what you didn’t say,
You don’t want me to leave anymore…
N.:
My heart gave away clandestine thoughts:
I am happy you found me, dearest …
I feel safe when I feel your caresses,
I love the way you brush my hair…
May 5, 2007
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