at this moment
accept this fact:
you can take my
body but never my
soul.
you can have my body
less the love i have
already reserved
for another.
we can be together
in a picture where our
faces are as happy as
the butterflies hopping
from one flower to another
in the garden of air.
after the clicking i must
leave because someone is
waiting.....
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