FEEL ME…

silhouette photo of man with backpack standing in seashore during golden hour

Feel me… Every morning when you wake up as if it were the warm light of the new day, which impetuously passes through the glass of your window to illuminate your face, while I gently caress your lips to give you a kiss.

Feel me… When the strength of your love is difficult to bear, as if it were the salt water of the waves of the sea that flows through your eyes in the form of tears, while I caress your bare feet and whisper to your heart, feel how I can love you.

Feel me… When you doubt reality and want to avoid living, dreaming as if it were the impetuous wind that irreverently confuses your senses because you can’t see it, while I tenderly caress your entire body.

Feel me… When sadness reaches your heart, as if it were the pure and honest smile of a baby that feeds its environment with joy, while I remain with you until your wounds heal.

Feel me… When the night comes and fatigue overwhelms you, as if it were the soft caress of a velvety rose petal that sails over your skin, while you sleep comfortably in my arms.

Feel me… When the cold winter air threatens to freeze your deepest feelings, as if it were a burning fire, while I live so deeply within your being, reminding you that our love will never go out because it will forever remain inextinguishable.

Feel me… When loneliness hangs from your dress, as if it were the most sublime desire that travels on the light trail of a shooting star, while I make your most secret desires come true.

Feel me… Like a bee feels the sweetest and stickiest nectar transform into honey inside her body, while my essence dissolves in your being, as if it were the sweetest forbidden fruit that you experienced for the first time.

Feel me… Like the moon feels the sun’s rays regardless of the distance or space that separates them, while I build memories through the years.

Feel me… As if it were a high tide that could not be stopped. Feel me indescribably united with you, because you are part of me. Feel me every second of your life, regardless of our age. Feel me alive, like an impetuous river that always wants to live with you until reaching eternity.

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