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Hey there! How are you doing?
I just wanted to tell you that
I believe flirting is how love finds
a way to show that, even though it's as old as death,
it remains as new as a child
and as eternal as time
Meeting someone you like transforms
your gaze into a piece of new year's sky
and your heart into a dance floor
Our kisses make movie romances
too superficial to comprehend
the depth at which we know each other
We paint the sky in the colors of a nebula
We make the moon jealous of not having someone and
the neighbor in your apartment building know our name
We are the chance for a good morning for two
You are my attention deficit,
with the smell of strawberry and champagne
Every end of the day is like the world ending to start anew
We watch the end of the world every night, from the balcony,
with our feet out the window and our legs intertwined,
watching stars whispering all
the secrets of the world between them
Over time, I understood that you are everything
that I cannot explain
We are a subway couple, we have no fear,
nor shame, we have desire
Have you noticed that desire blinds?
I am blind with passion for you,
Define how much a sigh weighs and I'll define you
What passion is made of
Your words and my silence have a love affair,
Every time they come together they make love in a dialogue
And the children of this relationship are born on sleepless nights
when we spend hours on the phone
We are the sound of kissing in the rain
And I feel like every verse I make
owes a debt to your lips
When we argue,
your voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard
You are the sound of forks scraping the middle of a plate
And I feel like I'm chewing on aluminum
My apologies are the roses on the table
The vase you broke when you threw it at me, remember?
They are made of everything I didn't write
And didn't say, and the envelope under the roses
are the butterflies in my stomach
Some are still alive
And I think they belong to you too,
After all, they weren't born alone
Yes! Our relationship is very intense
That's why God separated us, made me the sun, made you the moon, and the eclipse
The eclipse is proof that love exists
Longing is just the feeling
Of something that was ours and for some reason
Is no longer with us
You are synonymous with me
Distance is the antonym of us
Is liking someone the ultimate happiness?
I don't blame Adam for eating the forbidden fruit
In the Garden of Eden and everything else, after all, who loves trusts
We separate, but one day we'll come back
And rewrite our apologies
With makeup stains and clothes on the floor
We draw the Kama Sutra with drops of sweat
And redesign the furniture in my house
But with you, it's always been more than that,
By your side, I came to the conclusion that sex
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