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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You, the watercolor of my dreams and codex of mystery, You draw the cosmic shiver towards me, disturbing my peace; You offer a dance of stellar swarms hidden in earthly forms, You possess sublime gifts, courage, weaving genealogies of noble thoughts. And as your hair gently falls, illuminating the city, Like night flickering innocently and gracefully over day, Soft, a river of shadows carrying the restless arcane; Your steps penetrate in rhythms, born from sparkling stars in your shoes. Within you lies an unfathomable cosmos, a labyrinth of secrets and ancient trees, Where rural intertwines with urban, in the contours of a hidden new realm, There, wars and the vulgar ebb away, amorphous and gregarious, With delight and a soothing wave, everything transforms into blue canvases. Ah, if you were a saga of the chemical dream, And I, merely a palette under the sky painted with autumn leaves, We would not be in this world, with theaters and liquid divinities, nothing more than Two enigmas, building mazes that penetrate the depths of reality. When I feel you, a sacred tremor lifts me, my soul treads into the abyss of senses, Your voice, a call from beyond valleys, disturbs my rest with strange beckoning. Why must you exist, in your seraphic form, in this world? And now, why do you melt into the incomprehensible twilight like a precious phantom? Creature adorned with sun-like drawings, unpredictable, impetuously enchanting, Your smile, a silver snowflake finding its path on a delicate face, You are the open path to pure madness, the other world within us, You are slumbering cities, rivers of light in the encompassing nights, granting us oblivion.
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