You still don't know
That you will meet me
In your distracted dream
You will look at me and understand without me having to speak to you
And I won't be surprised when you realize
That you want me there '
On your lips
You will breathe me and I will inebriate you'
Then you will chase
The memory of me
Softly you will touch me
Before you hold me
With the air melt me
While time will lull us
Often, you will see you will lose me
As if I were not real
But you will return
And you will catch me
Like the rarest among flowers
And you won't be surprised
When I realize
That your place is in my arms
You will breathe me and I will inebriate you
Then you will chase
The memory of me
Softly you will touch me
Before holding me
With the air you will melt me
While time will rock us

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