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May 2018
I'm not going to tell you cheesy phrases as
Your eyes are the sun that illuminates my path,
but if you want me to tell the truth…
your eyes are these sun
and when you smile, they are the other stars
and when you look at me,
they are the hug I want to never end…

Neither, I'm going to tell you something like
your kisses make me dream,
but if you want me to be sincere…
Your lips are seeds with dreams.
You had planted more than kisses in my soul
you had left me more than traces on the skin,
I have an entire forest inside,
and those trees whisper your name.

And I'm not going to tell you that you are my great love
I’m even afraid to tell you that…
But… If you want the truth…
Is really probable that I won't want to leave you
Not while I exist…
Who knows that even later…
Maybe we end up as two energies
that can't imagine one without the other
Who knows…

And I'm not going to tell you I love you…
not if I don't feel it…
Be certain
that when I tell you that I love you
I really do.

And of so much don't want to tell you those cheesy phrases
I think I said a lot more…

In this life of so much getting lost,
I came to find me when you meet me
To my Christopher
Speaking Eyes
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Speaking Eyes  F/Quito
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