Sometimes I wish you loved me,
like a moon that embraces the sea,
Other times, in the dark shadow,
I prefer the cold without your warmth,
a corner where the mind assures
that wanting can also hurt the heart.
But I do want you to make me yours,
without reserve or end, that you envelop me
in the echo of the world, in that embrace.
That you extinguish this fire that lives inside,
the spark that burns, that illuminates and consumes,
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