Date

Date

Date

I ‘ll be there
Strange, like my creator
Alone, between people looking me
Moveless, like godness Afrodyte in the museum
Speachless, giving thoughts around me
…, with my mouth ready to …
…, to keep you for ever
But ready, for the kiss
The kiss that coming with the sun
The “morning kiss”
Our secret date

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