Even if I…

Even if 

the sun,

I feel 

were blind, 

I would like 

to hold 

your face 

in the quiet 

of my hands, 

and trace 

just once,

my fingers 

upon

the tributaries 

and streams, 

of the life 

that has become

the beautiful 

you, 

to feel 

a thousand stories,

journeys 

and emotions,

joining 

a stream,

a flow,

of stars,

to a river

of journeys, 

that I cherish

in wonder

that I feel,

in the music

of living

and life,

that is

born 

in me

with you.

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