Perpetually.
As the source of water of life
That flows
In the New Jerusalem.
I will love you this way.
But not because I deserve
The privilege of loving you
More than any other human,
But because similar
To the scent of Krishna,
You spread scent of love
To each step that you give.
And although flatly
I refused to adore you,
The only that I get is to hurt myself.
Because in my interior remain
Lit gigantic lights,
That were sleeping in the past
And that were wakened up
To the rhythm of your walk.
I know that with you
I will discover in our sky
New and new stars,
Because to your side I feel
Navigating as if I were
A rocket in the space.
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