for S

Of course we tell each other everything,
That's what lovers are supposed to do.

Can we make a blossoming
With only one pair of hands ?

The pearl we are has to be cracked open,
Before it becomes a pearl.

Don't fear your mouth
There's nothing to lose,
Only the cage of your unspeaking...

These words you are brought to
Are another kind of riveró

The sweet water that wants
To flow through you like fire.

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