I can, can you?

Can you hear them? My hopes keep knocking on the door waiting for the freedom of a brand new night.

The moon with her enormous smile embraces all those beautiful ideas. They scream with happiness that a new love is possible, that a new passion is waiting for you across the street that a rose will emerge where the brick was placed… that this life is worth leaving.

Hold my hand with your fragrance while my words capture your curiosity. Keep leaving inside me, in that place of my heart where you build a cabin with the sweetest memories. I’ll wait for you again, each night, when my eyes get close and my spirit springs

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