Dear Tom, when I heard
the passionate breath of your heart,
I understood that love
was dedicated to you as well.
The newborn future
fell in love with your gaze,
dark as an empty night,
as vast as a deaf and dumb horizon.
Tom, when I felt your breath
on my heart for the first time,
I knew that you were
dedicating this freedom to me.
Today I witness life
trying to break free from your soul.
I know you don't understand love.
I know your heart is heading
in the opposite direction.
However, I believe
that the dawn will come soon enough.
I hope that one evening
you will hear a cry for help.
Yes, you will be immersed in
a lie that will be a daydream.
Tom... Lonely, hurt Tom...
Before you close the heart forever,
appreciate the bloody glow
of the rising sun,
realize the beauty that has shown
you the wrong path.
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