Yearning to cherish myself
in a chummy eve
The house of cards is falling
Yet, I want to sit calmly
touching ardently the sun
passing over my fingers
So tender was its warmth
To ripe the bunches of grapes
This sun one day pierced my heart
From that very moment
I am not hearing the songs
inebriating my nights
Glinting on the wings of dragonfly
The sun in an eve
Lead me to the path of solace.
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