Time of love

Love of words, love of distance, far away a heart that feels beautiful for me; to sigh from a soul that thinks of me, and a heart in which I am present in every beat. The desire of my eyes, the desire of my body beyond words and distances, is that the day finally arrives, to have you with me. Love is the taste of life, the joy of the heart; the hope of the spirit and the soul its inspiration. Distances and silences in time, as in the time of the silence of white, black and eighth, in the rhythm of a song. It is, from your words, waiting for our communication. The love that waits in its time, the time of love. By Derwell J Fallu


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