4/7
Affectations of a Young Woman
It's an old tale
It's me looking afar
But aspiring you close
It's not even a novelty
No, not any longer
Imagine, I adore you
Up to the farthest gaze
These eyes can took course
In the stars, in the horizon
And back.
There's you, that I couldn't
Even have courage
To spill your initials
To this wretched leaves
Lest they see you
And covet you
The same way I value
You, my jewel
My beloved eternity
My yearning nobody
My greatest opposite
And my sublime reconciliation
My animo
My chaos
My storm
But my home
But, neither of you
Are all of these
'Cause either can you
Be my everything
My serendipity
My serene oasis
My symbol
Of all things religious
You are
