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i silently fell into our endless trance.

   i silently fell into our endless trance, holding nothing but both of our souls and bodies together, learning the anatomy of your own sighing and tender sounds— your soothing voice had been sinking into my skin for as long as i could remember. you were here, there, anywhere, imprinting yourself in my memory, living through the fragments of my bones.

i dared to dream of you writing the morning blues and spilling ink, senselessly pulling the strings of your paper's veins: the pieces of art that were touched by your fingertips slowly stored themselves in me. they all belonged to you, an oracle abandoning itself in the meaning of my words, as you were sitting on the left side of our bed, letting the last rays of the tangerine sun intertwine with your curly strands of hair.

i thought of you— i thought of you so often that these words you've been saying laid themselves next to me, on my pillow, whenever i was about to fall asleep. these words of yours... they became fractured flames on gasoline, tenderness and warmth, restraining themselves from the dangers of the outside world, being able to restrain me from an unbearable distress of mind.

   your heart understood mine and we kept on understanding one another a lot more than i could have imagined. we met. we met a thousand times before we actually met each other. i became overwhelmed, powerfully drawn to a sound spoken and mimicked by a pair of soft lips that somehow started pressing themselves on my shoulders like birds finding their way to the branches— silhouettes drawn to the stippled sky of their lives. you were fully seen through me. in all necessity, my existence had to surround itself with yours on these cold, vivid december midnights.

   it was soul merging at the very first glance. our souls had known each other all along: under your honey-eyed sight those encounters became mouths and eyes, trembling to an escape of scenery. but your honey eyes... they unfolded a déjà vu resting between irises— mine and yours, with no inward distance. i was deeply in awe. we had lived so many years before, my dearest, and we had so much more than a way of syncing.

we had found what we truly were through our soul shivers. you gave me both the heat and the cold, the sun of your arms and the moon of my embrace. you and i— we were no longer alone together.

you kept on giving without end.