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Silent Dance
It was the song of his dreams,
The melody of his memory,
Strolling by the fret of my guitar
It is scattered in each letter of my tune
Drowning laughter that immersed her in silence
Beats that mark the rhythm of silence and colors
Sealing is the dance of this sublime love
Under the sky that is painted with the color of your cheeks.
She always knew it, he always ignored it.
It was written in the stars, that the dance could not finish
The constellations conspired
And yet, infallible, they clung
In the unbreakable orchestra of silence of that dance.
The infinity of the universe observed that spectacle of looks
Sideways glances that said everything and also nothing
They decided to become a poem, become a song
Reflected in the glass of that cold room.
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