Between my love and I…
three hundredth nights shall rise..
shall rise like three hundredth walls…
and the sea will be our magic…
there will be nothing remaining…
only the memories of afternoons…
afternoons filled with sadness…
nights full of longing…
nights full of hope…
hope to gaze once more over your naked body…
imagining your breasts rising…
rising with each breath you take…
as I follow my gaze upon the fields…
fields that light the way to the heavens…
where the stars that once engulfed me…
are the same stars I am now loosing…
final as a marble…
your absence will sadden all my afternoons…

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