Thought, thought
had met
eyes
I would give
goodnight,
eyes
I would smile, saying
“Hello Love.”
I’ve stolen
the instinct of love
sensing,
Mad desire
to start,
leaving me alone
distrust.
Instinct is a pillar                                                               
that controls me
and sometimes
is a pest,
exists in my heart
the rule that I can trust
if the door is written
“She can pass!”.
Now I tremble
and do not read
I pretend to be blind
step
leak
reduction
abundant
salty.
And even if
felt knocking plan
pretend to be deaf, blind, mute,
because I still believe
read in other eyes “Hello Love!”
think were possible
you can read on the door of my heart
“She can pass.”
Regain
confidence
serenity
I’m doing
strides
yet
living, breathing plan and write.

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