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I am the one who sings in the shower I am a poppy beneath the sun I am the one who whistles while walking I am the one who smiles at strangers in the street I am the one who receives a message from a long-lost friend I am glasses raised in laughter with friends I am the one who gives and receives small gifts I am joy.

In The Starry Island

Doves - Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
 

In the starry island of our smiles, the azure of our glorious eyes, the softness of our loving hands, and the electric sensuality of our bodies velvety with love, we will find ourselves face to face. Our legs, rustling like bouquets of doves, will start running towards each other, destroying, step by step, the dark and obsolete bridge of the silent years...


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