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​He could make her laugh,
and,
in those moments,
he felt virile,
like never before.
In an instant,
he looked her in the face.
Her beautiful Nymph face bewitched him.
They were two survivors,
fled in horror from a great war.
They found themselves in an infinite tenderness,
due to which a hug should never fail.


She knew how to amuse him,
playing with her child spirit.
He was lost in her,
in her kisses,
in her caresses,
and he would never have betrayed her.
Outside, an absurd world expanded into its psychosis,
but they kept smiling,
certain that they would defend their kingdom from the assaults of the enemies.
A New Age of Light confidently awaited her children.
It was in the mind of anyone who wanted to return to Beauty,
against a world of soul pornography.


The rulers are ravaging common living,
with projects that,
in time,
they became more and more criminals.
People were lost.
There was always a discordant note,
in what was said,
in the halls of power.
Some grasped its meaning,
others continued to sleep.
A new Sun was near.
A new way of living together.


The two continued to take long walks,
to confront,
to love themselves with every fiber of their being.
Their communication was transparent,
there were no filters or mystifications.
There was only their truth as people,
that they had chosen,
for the life.
Silence was also permissible,
to think better.
They had the most precious asset:
the Love that re-signify everything ...