Slowly you go down the slope
muttering meaningless words,
I calmly follow you as long as I can,
as if you no longer had any weight.
Slowly you open up and withdraw
br/>and safely continue your dance
while the thread that you gently unravel
endlessly envelops me and caresses me;
my love, this is how I feel you breathing
and I know your subtle breath well,
when between reality and fantasy
the line we draw is so tenuous.
Slowly you move and your hands
help me to understand what you say,
until time returns
to bring us its withered gifts.
In silence you look at me and I belong to you,
so small and I am so far away ,
I spy on you while your eyes are clear
and little by little they search for the shore.
My love, this is how I see you move away
and I know your absent silence well ,
When between reality and fantasy
The line that is drawn is so big.

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