I remember you that day, somewhere
near the sky
Clearing the heights
Much closer to my heart
I ever pine your memory
Still afresh as jasmine of the night
That keeps me awake
A vigil of my heart
I know the trails of comets, somewhere
crossing the skies
Clearing my doubts
about one, one day
I have given onto you
all that last;
running down my veins, red
Yet of unlimited hues
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