22 april 2014
When my eyes do not remember the gazes in yours
When my eyes do not remember the gazes in yours,
when my ears become deaf to your voice,
when my hands are without feeling
for the softness of your body,
when your words do not overwhelm me anymore,
when your smile do not enchant my day
then the mother-earth
will be the place where I rest,
where I will be aware of nobody and nothing.
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