I saw you.

Lose yourself in my collar bonesLose me with your touchWords are wordsA victory may mean a defeatWe are the ones to merge them with meaningall semanticsknowledge is gain

Let me lose my fingertips in your hairmy light golden boyEyes carry a piece of emeraldjust like mine do

maybe wecarved out of the exact same treeblossomed a little differentlytime shall indeed be non-linearI feel like we already kissedour hands already have metand these happened my cold ancient soldierOnce I loved you& once you loved me too& your gentle blooming touch

already carved in my skinyes blondiewe have metI don't remember who was Iyou were a soldiermy pain from that timedisplaced that fate with hateyour heart was gentle& blue

in the depths of stillness you've never lost the light in you

And back thenYour eyes were blueyour shadow white as the bodies you washeddown cold ice crew

these words are already writtenI see them inside me& my dear we met at the time of the war

you were a scared little boyI was a nurse

you've received a warm bulletit cost you some of that boiling raged blood

I was not afraid to touch you back then& I too was blonde

And again I wroteI never sent those letters to youyou'd never like me to do

so I hid them between my collar bonesjust like you asked me to

so that you could read themwhenever we both were feeling blue

so much time has passed since thenmy dear you were más jovenI was a delicate frost

you've had your way of expressionat times null & none

some part of you knew I felt them allall through you

And my dear

I saw you.

I always do.

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