Their gazes crossed
and the beautiful smile burst forth
when the souls already bound
do not erase what was once lived.
Melodies began to rise
from the agitated heart
erasing the wounds
of love traveled.
The calls started
from the cold, perfumed nights
now with souls tied up
and thousands of memories piled.
Flavors were revived
of honey and wild aromas
when the heart of the rodents
seems extraterrestrial.
The light of the past returned
shouting for the bus
when, a bit hurried,
I want to enter with you.
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