It started on an unknown road
That showed
The connection with a pair of passing eyes
Can start a new roll of the dice
He passed me by while greeting
I looked at his gaze and was captivated
In a clear blue summer sky
Then I heard myself repeating
"Tell him!
Tell him what you see in those eyes" and
With that
I was captured, without disguise
But before Agreeing
He had already passed me by
I took it as a sort of goodbye
Than I witnessed myself calling
"Hey you, you've got the most beautiful eyes
And I tell you this with no hopes or ties"
That comment made him stop
Making that drop
Our first stop
The rest is a story
About a playful journey
A dance
A retreat
A soul to soul entrance
A joyful remembrance
He is here but I already miss him
Because tomorrow he will be gone
It is a reality I do not know
How to act upon
I know that after some time
That I will do everything
To make the time flow
Somehow I know
After a while the distance will grow
It will become a kind of hindrance
An empty space, a gap
Ending in indifference
Meanwhile I will recall the first touch
That showered me such
With longing and craziness for interaction
Both melodious
And euphonious
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