Constellation of white castles
Were my eyes
Because of pleasure
Of seeing your eyes
Following my walk.
When you call me
Between the crowd of the people,
A cloud of stars’ dust fall down
Into my heart
How if were coins
In one hat
For a great interpretation,
And I,
That just wanted to run away from you
With my big pain
Must to stay beside you
Tied
To the ground
And your warm hands
Transformed my skin
When touched my being.
I had to hold my senses.
Was then
When my eyes were
A constellation of white castles
Because of pleasure
Of seeing your eyes
Breaking my pains.
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