Dear lover

Dear complete stranger:
You probably lie here with some or no expectations of finding me awake. I am into compromising and terribly fond of stable relationships, so if you are not, please leave now. 
If you are, keep reading while you find yourself touching my rebellious curls before I wake up. Or counting the uncountable freckles on my body. Or discovering how soft my skin can be.
Perhaps in a milisecond you'll find me talking you into my world. Into the blues and pinks of another paradise. Into cinema. Into good music. Into sun setting on an island. Into revolutions. Into the taste of a good pizza. Into the smell of a Mediterranean breeze.
You can walk alongside me. Maybe we halt. Maybe we are tempted to look back at mistakes, at impossibilities, at others. There is no easy path, but one we can build, little by little step, together.

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