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DARLING,
I feel I'm growing at super-sonic speeds and I must say that that precisely makes me frightened.
Yes, I also was the worst, unmoveable rock disguised as a thirsty animal, the one who would never change, your greatest failure.
On tip-toes on future intentions, I see over-dried thoughts falling, empty shells which moulded my gaze with blows of silence.
So far, I dragged alien wills, firm omens for my steps, atavistic chains in my arms.
I fancy for the future a mature woman, serene, quite wiser. My body moulded with rotundity by experience, trace of what was lived, made writing.
A woman of intense attractiveness, a complete female, who bought her freedom because she understood the price:
To resign the throne, to chain oneself to work.
I fancy your proud gaze, when they grant me the Entrepreneur Woman of the Year Award.
What I won't renounce is to go on loving you. Neither do I care that everything I'll do will be done to be worthy of your love.
And don't say to me that your love I already have…
I feel I'm growing at super-sonic speeds and I must say that that precisely makes me frightened.
Yes, I also was the worst, unmoveable rock disguised as a thirsty animal, the one who would never change, your greatest failure.
On tip-toes on future intentions, I see over-dried thoughts falling, empty shells which moulded my gaze with blows of silence.
So far, I dragged alien wills, firm omens for my steps, atavistic chains in my arms.
I fancy for the future a mature woman, serene, quite wiser. My body moulded with rotundity by experience, trace of what was lived, made writing.
A woman of intense attractiveness, a complete female, who bought her freedom because she understood the price:
To resign the throne, to chain oneself to work.
I fancy your proud gaze, when they grant me the Entrepreneur Woman of the Year Award.
What I won't renounce is to go on loving you. Neither do I care that everything I'll do will be done to be worthy of your love.
And don't say to me that your love I already have…