I wish you appeared once to knock at my door,
To take me to the heights, with a sudden sore.
Hold me, with your soft hands, to take for a flight,
Carry me to the snowy clouds that are white.
Pick out a rosary to find the reddest rose.
Surely you smell the best, everybody knows.
Say a few words when I'm totally silent
when your name is said, no storms are violent.
Your smile makes the wildest storm
like a timid cat, makes the ice warm.
Sunflowers stop following the sun
And start following you, on the run.
I see the shadows keep writing your name
Cupping my hands on the hidden flame.
Come to touch deepest wounds heal,
Praying in a holly place to make wishes real.
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