I had a desire
Of holding hands
Of remaining silent
At night
On top of the mountain
Or on the sand
Speak nothing, the heart knows
And I don’t speak
The white waves crawling, close to the feet
The moon sleeping
No one around, golden silence
And the noise of the ocean
And then I sleep on the sand
I look up
It’s empty. Tiny stars and the sky
I feel you when the waves are far
You are still beside me
We wait! No one! eternity
I don’t want the sun
I don’t want the light
I don’t want to see the morning
I love the silence and you
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