That wild flower......that one that now... is just part of the grass.....will rebirth...and ...dancing to the SUN....will call us....so we can see her beauty...
I was passing by....your window....and...your smile...made me come back.......throwing pebbles to your glass......I wanted...to be seen.. and see you..
No matter the weather....the distance....the mood......of both of us......we were...seeing each other...through that window........
And you never kept your door or window closed for me........I have known...all the Seasons under it......even the birds...and the neighbors.......like in a magic.. fifth dimensional gate...............I have been here.....with you....going back to my world..when....Dawn was calling us...
I loved you...in silence....like a secret....till
... you threw me your keys.....the keys of your heart....I LOVE YOU
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© Alberto Palomo 2019
(©3thoreau)
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