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I wait for you, as one waits for the impossible,
as one waits for that longed-for love,
with my heart in suspense and my senses alert,
reaching out to the sky, surrendered.
As one waits for the night in its song,
whispering secrets to the full moon,
between dreams and shadows that dance so much,
in the breeze that caresses, sweet and serene.
I wait for you, as one waits for a sigh,
as one longs for the sun with its golden light,
in a corner of the soul, a fire, a delirium,
while time passes, life is sacred.
I wait for you, even amid doubts and fears,
with my soul laid bare, in this distant wait,
as one waits for flowers in a thousand colours,
in the garden of the heart, where everything is adorned.