You are a pleasure to the senses
and I long for you.
You are a source of inspiration
and I long to feel you someday.
Do you know what it's like to be trapped
down under the soil that you stand on?
Do you know what it's like to be lost
in the air that sustains you?
Do you know what it's like to hide
above the sky that enfolds you?
My love, my impossible love...
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