Dear Moonsong,
Certainly I’m not a writer, but while I looked at you dancing, instead of crying like a baby, I wrote this down.
Hands together over my mouth
Heart about to explode
You don’t give me a break
You float
The fear of loving invades me
And I weep every time you pass
You take my heart so deep, I don’t want to watch…
You run and I cry like a child
Where that light comes from? that innocence
Take me so far
I don’t want to weep alone
Take me with you
At times you look so weak and beautiful
I would like us to cry together
But I know,
Later,
We will just laugh
With love,
Pablo
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