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Ecstatic memories flow of the idyll forged around your heart. An ephemeral moment, almost as fleeting as the twenty seconds of dawn.
With its fading king blue and golden hues, turning the instant your lips trembled on my lips into a feast of sweet flavors.
That first touch, longing for the days when your voice flooded my ears and the remoteness of contact did not exist.
When the hopelessness of love had no place and your eyes, reflecting your soul, sought to seal the days of absence.
Exploring mine to find the immense enthusiasm to hold you in my arms.
Of constancy, redemption and the perennial dawn hanging on love. With skins in communion and a term without extinction.
An idyll armed around your heart, an ephemeral but eternal instant.