Tenderness


I ask your forgiveness for loving you suddenly!
Although my love is an old song in your ears...
From the hours I spent time in the shadow of your gestures,
Drinking in your mouth the scent of the smiles.
Of the nights I lived, warmed by the unresolved grace of your eternally fleeing footsteps,
I bring the sweetness of those who accept me wistfully.


And I can tell you that the great affection
I leave you does not bring the exasperation of tears or the fascination of promises
nor brings the mysterious words of the veils of the soul...


It's a quiet journey, an overflow of caresses and
It only asks you to rest quietly, very quiet,
And let the warm hands of the night find without fatality the static gaze of the dawn.

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Tenderness

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