17 April 2014

The dark silence


In the dark the silence, but I hear your voice.
During the night the dreams are always sharper.
During the day I work for you, knowing you are here.
I feel the smell of you in every aroma around me.
I feel the warmth of your skin in everything I touch
Feeling that come from the fringes of reality,
that reality which I had to accept being away from you.



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