Isolated, high in the sky, he is wondering with no track
A caress down the frame, a glance at the window
It's raining and his only refuge is the warmth of touch
It makes him travel through curves colors and shapes
Her eyes bright wide open searching for tenderness
It is as if she was there
Breathing the same air
A last line before the end, awareness of flesh
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