Surreally, I was taken by the wave of love,
Like a bird with its wing stuck in mud,
I offered testimonies to the cherubs,
To try the kiss untouched by bitterness and strife.
I lost myself, innocent, in the garden of your hair,
But I ignited the hidden pain in an abyss,
Of desires ripened in the silence of a moment,
From the love that still remains between us, still shy.
I parted from the divine,
And tasted the passion that you are,
Sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter, in any situation,
You offered me joy and sorrow.
Surreally, I was taken by the wave of love,
On the great road, I was defeated again,
Caught between kisses and falls into nets,
The game of love surprised me in its shelter.
I pray now at the edge of existence,
To be able to speak love's name again,
To call it and have it answer me,
Today and until the end of time.
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