Three
I'd like to fill the world
with light through my words
I want my words to be light
like the stars that twinkle in the sky
like the dew drops on every sunrise
like the eyes of a cat
watching the dance of a firefly
in the middle of the night
like the memory of a sunbeam
on the haze of your glasses
and like the light that illuminates my soul
every time I hear your voice
every time I whisper to the
dry leaves asking for your name
every time in a world
of distant dreams you gift
your sweet delicate and confusing
honey smile
every time I see your photograph
shipwrecked in that deep blue sea
that follows you everywhere you go
like the light that brightens my soul
every time you appear in my dreams
holding me in the warmth of your body
and enchanting me with
the untranslatable taste of your lips
I want my words to be the ones
that fill you with letters and poems
every Valentine's Day
I want them to be my pencil and brush
to continue drawing
your face on the pages
of my notebooks
on the petals of the flowers
and in the aura of every sunset
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