It's just our write that we share
We both long for their fingertips
(maybe you long something else
more)
So, wandering among sweet dreams
or last pleasures
We meet here suddenly
Two souls in need
Which understand each other perfectly
Just to spend some time here
No names, no faith
Simple thoughts
To check
And to send something back
No reason
For this
but wish, a little spark
among the dark
or among all other sweet things we live with
It is good
To be here
With you
and your write too
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