Winter and night are in your eyes . The mystery of life and death is in your eyes .
Desire and passion are in your lips . There are hope , dreams and also melancholy when you are absent .You are reality or fantasy or maybe as daylight and at the same time , you know how to be darkness in the deep sea .I feel you in my soul because my blood calls you and because my skin demands you .
You are the life that surrounds all that covers all that contains all .
Oh vast wonder ! You are the enigma of existence , the essence of good wine the perfume of the valley and the insurmountable top , unreachable mystery that I love even before been born .
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Author: Oscar Basurto Carbonell
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