So close, that it is not easy to distinguish very well
What is the final limit, on the border
Of divergence between the 2
Antipodes
You so high, I so cold Gil
If my life, while you, introvert
In singular balance
Bet, with the faith, of someone who knows that he sweats
Heads or tails, in the light, of instinct and I'm winning
In the roulette of love
Who am I?
A digit in the sum of the 2
Satellite spinning for love
Around you
Who am I?
A match burning your heat
In continuous transit ammutation
Always behind you
A circle, of almost magical powers
The light fills with birds, while your hands
They fly over me
Bet, with the faith, of someone whose life is at stake
Heads or tails, in the light, of instinct and I'm winning
The games until today
Who am I?
One digit in the sum of the 2
Satellite spinning for love< br/>Around you
Who am I?
A match burning your heat
In continuous transit ammutation
Happy to be like this
I am just, for love, your reflection

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