I have no good idea because you're in my dreams,
fall on me without making me understand why,
You landed like an alien,
and we have danced madly so simply,
I do not have the breath (nor the courage)
to look at this feeling in the mirror
too dim and not bloomed ...
a sweet really beautiful game
that left a furrow where I raised a flower.
You are inspiration.
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