When we meet it grows in the chest …
A taste of life, a smile … much wanting …
That’s when the light illuminates the longing in a way …
If so long we do not even want to know …
Now is as always, eternally present …
Sure that even in far we resist
Be moonlight, sunrise …
Longing comes and goes …
Love is what will lead me to you!
Be moonlight, sunrise …
Longing comes and goes …
Love is what will take me to you…♥