Suddenly I look at the sky
And picture you
In a backyard or a pateo
My pateo, a firecracker memory in motion.
Your shadow on the wall
The sound of your feet against the concrete
A sweet summer smell
A sigh and a look, more like a stare.
As we meet
Our eyes, they compel to enlightenment
The way you smile
My smile
The unspeakable compelling us
How awkward and lovely.
começas a preocupar-me :)
ResponderEliminarIsso foi antes ou depois de ouvires a Caitlin? :P
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