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I've dreamt so many times of you,  
my lips have escaped  
these soaked sighs,  
of illusion and burning passion,  
of your charms, the gentle breeze.  
In the night, your laughter of stars,  
dances in the shadows of my mind,  
a reflection of a latent love,  
where the wind whispers and seals,  
our destinies, a brave song.  
I would like time to stand still,  
that the moon would keep the secret  
of this love that is so perfect,  
where your eyes are the surrender,  
and in your arms, my peace unfolds.  
I have dreamt so many times like this,  
with each sigh, a promise,  
that flows in the air, delicacy,  
of a love that was never a ‘yes’,  
always present, a ‘you and me’ there.