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Jaz in ti

Dido.
Elianto Benni.
Gianna Nannini.

Memories of a weekend together.

Smiles, hugs and kisses.

Your perfume that mingles with mine.
Your warmth that melts my ice.

I was well, too well and now I suffer from the separation, one thousand butterflies in the stomach while dancing wildly and a smile still does not go out of my mouth.

I think of you and miss you.

close my eyes and see you.

reach out my hand and I'm looking for.

sigh, because I miss you.

And again I find myself counting the days and perhaps to plan a future.

Fears? Many, but holdin 'hands, I want to address them all.