Francesco explores the eternal nature of love, highlighting the speaker’s reliance on sensory memories, exclusively for Different Truths.
My soul
I do not see you
but I feel
your smell
that reminds me
your caresses
your time
and your joy
my soul.
Come again
in my heart
sleep well
because the journey is eternal
and the ways are endless
sing your love every hour
forever soul
never die.
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