Nostalgia´s habit,
night´s passenger.
They´ll say you are empty,
hollow.
It´s trickery.
You are caress,
autumn smile,
even at the hell
someone will be mad about you.
Be patience.
Meanwhile
steal an "I love you"
to the chaos eagle,
you´ll be rain´s friend
and the wind´s whisper.
I breathe you,
don´t forget me.
16-01-2018
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