lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2015

With you it’s different,
another way of traveling through life,
of not keeping count of the months we don’t see each other,
but yes, of the moments that keep adding light
every time we recover each other in an embrace.
With you,
far from datelines
from the clock hands’ dance
from kilometric distances
what have you.
With you, inexplicably, yes.
But it survives
all these realities,
any labeling
and even the reality of our daily prose.
It’s like that with you. And it beats strongly.

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