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You carved your smile into my solitude, the chisel of your memory digging deep into the marble of silence,
Leaving orchids to bloom in the cracks of my pain, petals of hope in the desert of sadness,
You were not a lover, but a rebirth, a sudden awakening from the sleep of a monotonous and gray life,
A meteor of mirage that kissed the earth of my soul and then disappeared into the infinity of the sky.
Now I wear my longing like a crown of wild fire, flames dancing on the temples of my thoughts,
My ribs reverberate with symphonies that remember your name better than I do myself,
Echoes of your presence resound in the catacombs of my heart, a music that only I can hear,
Each heartbeat is a rhythm of memory, pulsing with the intensity of a star about to explode.
You were a moment of eternity in an ephemeral life, a drop of nectar in an ocean of bitterness,
Your passage through my existence was brief, but the traces of your steps are deeply imprinted in my soul,
Like mysterious hieroglyphs waiting to be deciphered, unspoken promises that still reverberate.
Every morning, when the sun sends its rays to caress the earth, I remember your touch,
Gentle as the light of dawn, but as transformative as the sunrise that chases away the darkness of night,
Your memory is a secret garden in the midst of the desert of my life, an oasis of beauty and mystery.
I wonder if you carry a part of me with you too, if unexpected orchids have bloomed in your soul as well,
Or if I was just a brief stopover in your cosmic journey, a small planet you visited in passing,
But even so, your ephemeral presence has changed the orbit of my existence, the gravity of your memory still attracts me.
Now, in my solitude enriched by your passing, I listen to the silent symphonies of my heart,
Each note is a memory, each pause - an unspoken longing, each crescendo - a question without an answer,
And I wonder if you will ever return, shining meteor, to illuminate the sky of my life once more,
Or if I must content myself with this crown of wild fire, wearing it with pride and melancholy,
Symbol of an encounter that lasted a moment, but left marks for eternity in the fibers of my being,
For you, passer-by through my life, were more than a lover - you were a rebirth, a revolution,
And even though you've disappeared, the echo of your presence still resounds in the cathedral of my soul, an immortal symphony.
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