quarta-feira, junho 05, 2019

I see hearts in the sky
but I do not look for them that way 
Maybe I miss you
I see faces passing like this
close to me
You are where I find myself thus
I may not hug you
but I feel blessed to have you with me
one day maybe if I do not fly
because I have the freedom to tell you that I like you
You are a good dream 
which fills my mind when I am near you 

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