heaven sends you
…right as heaven sends you,
at your turns, you love to send
the rain of kisses on my lips,
on my cheeks, on my eyelids
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(well, i got to tell you), —
the rain, madly fixed by big and
warm drops, wrapped me tightly
in its scintillating movements
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deviating my thoughts' colors,
it captured my soul with its beads
and my mouth with muffled sighs,
to feel I am… your sweet lady