These words´ These words that fell on your little scratch paper, where did they come from´ From your Giggles´
You, who are you talking to?
Tell me, I want to know.
You can talk to me whenever you want to talk to someone. I´ll be there, even being in a far distant land. You cans share your thoughts, your words with me. I would love to be with you, listen your voice, be that someone you can talk, say what's going on in your mind, in your soul, perhaps in your heart too. Only you can say, if you feel something, beyond thoughts.
Stranger, we never met, exchange something, a gesture, an expression, a word. Both know there´s someone and something strange, something and someone strange. Is there something, s8meone, feelings´ Strange, strange the things that people think, sometimes.
We can hold each other hand, walk, wherever you would like and do all you would love to do. Do you wanna´ Cause I want you.
Think of me
We can even sing Opera
He kiss me
I couldn´t sleep, so...
Does it answer´ Does it answer to your question´
What do you think´
Your thoughts´ Feelings´ What does it make you feel and think´ Do you like love it´
The mirror
Touch
My clue, the piece of evidence, a key to the suspenseful mystery...
Fois de te faire voir la lumière au bout de la rue.

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