When you tell me that you love me
how enchanting how refreshing
when you tell me that you love me
I believe in heaven.
When your head rest on my shoulder
and you tell me that you love me
I believe in myself.
When you touched me tenderly
and you tell me that you love me
I experienced a high and I fly to the sky
like a saint Martin, high up
where the air is more pure and clear.
When you embrace me
When you kiss me
my wings extended are
I feel light, I feel free
and the poet in me reincarnated are
and it blooms like a flower in a desert.
Only you can cure my heart
by only saying that you love me
and the being that is us
invisible creature, a shy spirit
breaths with new life
when you tell me that you love me
and the light, obscured by the trouble of the world
innocent and hurt, shines with intensity
when it listens to the divine words
that you love me
that you love me.
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