When this distance becomes a memory
we will grow strong in each other,
my roots in you and your roots in me.
...
In the ocean of the night
under a star burning sky
my heart spills upon liquid streets.
It pours the pain of moments lost
...
I used to look at you
when you weren't looking,
because I didn't want you
to owe me anything;
...
I planted us in the field together
so that our roots may entwine
and we may grow towards the same sky;
together in the spring, together
...
If I loved you
if my words were flame,
if my passion poured over you
like broken stars.
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Mountain girl, eyes of sky
Star laden feet from moonlight passes
the evening wind winding around your waist
fragrant with the apple blossom.
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When it rains here it lasts a long time;
all through the night, the morning
and sometimes the afternoon too.
I lay awake listening to the rain,
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In you I throw my heart, like a soft sun in a summer sky,
hiding behind a blade of grass, enlarging our love in your azure eyes.
Laying with you under immanent dawns, and hazy moons of broken light, loving you through blue nights in the circle of your flesh.
Your kisses caressing me then falling to the ground
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I do not love you because of your gentle heart,
or your broken wings.
I do not love you for the stars that fall from your hair,
in our nights filled by your restless sleep.
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