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I carry you with me, in my soul inside,
not so close, but intensely
You are a heartbeat that is never silent,
constant sigh in this battle.
I carry you in the grey afternoons of soft rain,
in the cold mornings that pass,
I find you in my eyes that look at the sky,
in lips that seek to break the ice.
In kisses given, I keep your essence,
I carry you when sleep is absence.
It's this desire, fire that never ceases,
to have you near, to break the sadness.
In every instant, in every emptiness,
your love beats in my unholy breast.
Not as close as my soul wants,
but in my heart, I will always carry you.
