No longing will ever do justice to the void woven by the threads of your absence. No smile will ever be so eagerly awaited, no passion more intensely experienced, no impulse more urgent than that of life, which rests, indomitable, in our will. Without you, there is no meaning in reference, no frequency that finds harmony, no tomorrow or chance that brings sunshine at sunrise. Without you, everything is half: there is no kiss, no perfect verse, no apex, or finished work. Nothing is complete, everything only procrastinates. Finding you buries Hades and renews spring; it is the sweet residue of eternity on this fleeting earth. "Greek goddess, conceived as a living statue!" Pessoa would say. Only your touch completes, only your aroma intoxicates – my dreams crystallized in divine feminine form. 🌹🌹🌹🌹