I love in you
the adventure of the ship that goes toward the pole
I love in you
the audacity of the players of the great discoveries
I love in you the faraway things
I love in you the impossible
I enter into your eyes like into a forest
full of sun
and sweaty hungry infuriated
I have the passion of the hunter
to bite into your meat
I love in you the impossible
but not the desperation.
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