hello.
thank you for the warmth you have, for pointing out the flowers behind railings, for smiling at plastic bags in the wind, re-inventing every situation with the laughter you bring with you. Thank you for telling me the history of the world. Thank you for meaning it. Thank you that you let me hold you. Thank you for all the and then's ... Thank you for clear glasses of coffee and of lime juice. Thank you for interminable silences. Thank you for letting me explain you back to your ears and letting the history of the world then sink back into mine.
i think you are more beautiful than a flute barcarolle.
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