sunsetter

i'm walking barefoot, through
the dew of your words, of your visions

seeing you smiling, — instantly,
your goodness gets inside me

feeling you gazing at me, —
love shines on my skin

my thoughts, — paradoxically,
become shy and gentle

sunsetter, — my emotions' climate,
my essences... (can't be defined)

i love…

who are you... (no one knows...),
yet, to satisfy any curiosity, i whisper, —

(i love in a foreign language...)

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