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I could still with my eyes closed,
in the half-light of a soft sigh,
find your lips, fixed destiny,
give a longed-for kiss, a sweet retreat.
Because I could still know,
where you are, light in the wind,
I'd carry you on my skin, at dawn,
though the night burst into wailing.
For I would listen to the quiet murmur
of your laughter dancing in the shadows,
every note in my chest has been anchored,
of your embrace, who astonishes pain.
I would draw your dreams in the air,
a canvas of stars that never fades,
with each heartbeat I would draw the dance,
of an eternal love that never ends.