In all my verses, I only find you; In the immensity of sound, the notes delicately whisper your name, and in every subtle detail of everyday life, I find the small infinity of your nuances. There is no goodbye in the anxiety of reunion, nor are there limits to feelings that overflow. There is only the incessant will and all the dreams that blossom from it. In your body, I dock like a ship at the pier; on your skin, I leave the soft mark of my touch like a tattoo; In its depths, I flow like an ocean, flowing and expanding. In your arms, warmth welcomes me; In the comfort of your lap, I dawn. Even if loneliness comes, and it is as subtle as the absence itself, it will not last because just one thought is enough for me to be in you. Just a second, and all the time will be ours. In some galaxy, on the plane of possibilities, in other dimensions or multiverses, we will continually be vibrating at the same frequency. Of all the most beautiful flowers, you are the one to whom beauty owes its name.