take me with you

the obscurity of life kept me absent
in a profound unwanted melancholy

yet, your moods, into harvest moon, 
succeeded to sail through me, serially,
(title by title…), (edition by edition…),
(one by one…), intensely murmuring,
(inquiringly), at what hour do you rise
to take me with you in your dreams

but in a flash, (too timid and unnerved),
my joy imagined itself we'll fly too high,
and, till we'll reach the soil, it will be not
quite enough time to tell you to tell me...

(i love you)............................................
............................................(i love you)

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