What I saw, it was a search, an escape,
In the eyes of others, while I encountered
It was your unique face
The countless times when I died.
"Now I am stitching the threads of time gone by."
A love,
As it coagulates, paves a new way,
And paves a new way
Behind the rubble of unconditional feelings,
A frantic tone resounds from within me,
My whole restlessness awaits your greeting.
Where words fade, silence perches,
Oh dear, my glorious love!
You sigh,
You thirst,
And a demise you evoke now.
O rare love!
Erupt in your splendor,
And defy the years,
In spite of us, as if from us!
©mertovich
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