Wave (Onde)

As I emerge from retirement and this long silence,
Gathered together like a bouquet are all these words,
They await you, lightly adorned for the dance,
And they come as messengers to caress you.
They were written for you and make up my court,
They express all my love but fall a bit short.

To truly convey everything and touch reality,
We would have to invent a fragrance, like a wave,
That could tell you better than I want in this world
To embark on an eternal journey with you.

It would be very light but profound at the same time,
Like music, listen in the wind,
It would be like a sign coming from the soul,
Finally, a feeling that it is indeed you, the woman,
Who can subtly grasp in this moment
Desire and love in an eternal instant.

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