Here we are again,
In unknow territory
In unexpected territory
Like that of your eyes,
In which i build my home.
I see a certain beauty in the unknown
The beauty of lost innocence
The beauty of a memory not yet created.
An infinite number of possibilities
In such a narrow space
That i would almost lose myself in it.
I feel so small in the immensity of this iris
Who before is could even sketch a drawing
Of this new world,
Has already tasted its acid.
And so i accompany
To the front of this ceaseless battle
That is love
A friend,
To whom the heart abandons itselft
In torturous
But deliciously warm waters
That make us believe that everything is possible
When everything collapses.
This friend who deserves the world
And to whom i hope the moon will be bestowed.
So strong, but so sad, in the arms of such a strong but sad soul.
Maybe two broken pieces
Could make a whole?

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