AMANTE DE LA LUNA

Butterflies dance inside my chest,

words can’t describe it.

Your smile, my joy.

Childish play, your face,

electricity under my skin,

Losing my grip… air I hold.

Floating like a soft cloud,

My head, lost in the space,

the depth of your eyes.

In love with you, the memories,

The promise of an embrace,

The dance.

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