In the flow of time where memories float like leaves over the silent river
In the flow of time where memories float like leaves over the silent river,
I will keep in my soul our kisses, lips burned by the fire of love,
And how you gave me everything you had, every corner of your soul and every dream,
And I offered you what was left of me, pieces of sky and shadows of longing.
I will keep in mind your small room, a sanctuary of our unwritten stories,
Your touch like a caress of light, windows open towards infinity,
The records that played old stories, the books that whispered ancient secrets,
The coffee of our mornings, the ritual of silence in the embracing dawn,
The noons and nights, our bodies entwined in eternal sleep,
The small currents that flowed between us, instantaneous and forever,
Your foot next to mine, your arm like a promise of warmth,
Your smile, the light of the soul that made me laugh again.
And thus, in the silence that surrounds us, we keep the echo of every moment,
For in this silent symphony of memories, we find an eternity,
A dance of hearts that always find their way back to each other.
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Dan Enache
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