If you were to see your face
tunes full of sweet scented
for your smile.
If I could evoke the mythical
taste of your lips
to settle so calculated
surprise
dream on my lips
beggars tenderness.
Only if
in my hands
to see you once more
just to hear the words
never born never explored smiles hugs
never satisfied.
Only if you see
even one minute
from afar could tell
language of my tears
what I feel.
By now you've gone
leaving a whitish
of darkness
repeating to myself
the last time was the charm.
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