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Three Nights
Yesterday,
my eyes saw her last.
Under dim stars, far beyond,
we shared words and looks,
I felt her skin,
dark and sweet,
brush(softly)
against my own.
Yesterday,
my mouth felt her's close.
I took myself, closer,
next to her, closer,
with my mind,
(and heart) on my hands.
Take me closer,
as a smile forms in our eyes.
On the last night,
I felt her heart against my own.
I felt her hand hold my own.
I felt her mind go by.
In this moment,
(wishing it'd be today)
I take her hands once more,
and bring her lips,
dark sweet,
closer... closer,
so, softly, they'll meet my own.
- Alejandro Bonfil
