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You are approaching me. My breath goes down.
Time seems to have stopped.
Deaf clues echo
while touching my body.

You tighten my strings gently
sometimes with fingers, sometimes with a feather.
There is no way to be wrong
as soon as I fit into your hands.

You turn me into music.
I melt around you.
And you make me forget that
I'm just a man.

Your lips burn me.
God, I adore these fingers.
But do not hurry, I want to keep
this moment with you in your mind.

To remember tonight
for your touch when I'm alone.
I surrender, I can not.
I give you my ...


Goodbye and Kisses ...

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