🍁💛She had a look that held within itself the seed of nostalgia and unsaid things.
Not that she was tired,
but even though she smiled,
an ancient melancholy shone through.
As if every golden speck contained a secret plot,
a mystery to be revealed.
It was as if that smile had never completely relaxed and every time I remained there absorbed,
imagining the way to bare her heart.
When she noticed it,
due to that form of strange embarrassment that was part of her,
she would half close her eyelids,
soliciting one of those tender caresses that I would have reserved only for a girl...
💛💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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