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I don't know if I've told you,
but with you the hours fly by,
words dance in the air,
like leaves blown by the wind,
and every syllable you utter
is a heartbeat that accelerates,
a whisper of closeness,
an echo of my desires.
In every conversation
emotions surge,
like rivers overflowing,
flooding my thoughts,
weaving bridges of longing
between you and me,
where the trivial becomes magic
and the everyday is filled with light.
I don't know if I've told you,
but with you silence speaks,
sings untold stories,
and in each glance destiny
draw parallel paths,
longing for the touch,
dreams are stripped bare,
desires bloom,
and the horizon is only the beginning.