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Kiss me, stop time, my old lover,
in the whisper of your lips I find enchantment,
make me not forget you, for the heart is a navigator
of golden memories that the wind carries so much.
I still remember every night in your arms,
the moon witness of our sigh,
shining in the shadow, of tenderness and ties,
in a corner of the soul, where everything is spinning.
Waiting nervously for the dawn,
with dawn in our eyes and love in our chests,
your caresses like verses that don't want to fall,
engraved in time, like a delicate stretch.
Kiss me, stop time, in your embrace I find,
the eternal refuge I've always sought,
each heartbeat runs, in a slow cycle,
the imperishable dance of the never forgotten.
This is a wonderful poem.
I really like it.