You’re like no other, you are unique
There’s so many, but I can see only you
I want to feel your scent, your taste, slowly
I long for you, I want you now
You were made for me, you are perfect
I want to discover your essence
I want to find you, to log you
To discover your true self
What makes you stand?
What makes you so precious?
There’s something more, not just desire
Something fascinates me, attracts me
What mystery lies behind this event?
I must discover… while I drink a little more.
Adapted and translated from an anonymous poem at
poesianamesa.com.br/2012/08/enigmatica.html
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