Breastplate Heart
because I have you and not
because I think of you
because the night is with open eyes
because the night passes and I say love
because you have come to pick up your image
and you are better than all your images
because you are beautiful from the foot to the soul
because you are good from the soul until me
because you hide sweet in the pride
small and sweet
breastplate heart
because you are mine
because you are not mine
because I look at you and I die
and worse, I die
if I don't look at you, love
if I don't look at you
because you always exist everywhere
but you exist better where I love you
because your mouth is blood and you are cold
I have to love you, love
I have to love you
even though this wound hurts like two
even if I look for you and do not find you
and even if the night passes
and I have you
and not
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