in my yearning
not to leave
in taking
a loving glance
of your face, your hair, your smile, your color

i felt a pinch
is it a cry? a longing?
have i found something?

well… in fact
i left my sunglasses

days passed
nights run
gold and silver alternate
but i am captive
of you

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