PRECIOUS TIME


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I know the sound of your voice.

I listen when doubt cracks 

like my midnight wooden floor.


Eyes closed but we don't sleep.

Feeling your hand in mine,

counting our hopes and dreams.


This tender love undared,

caught between breath and words — 

Why lose such precious time ?



M.

01.07.25



Environnement sonore : "Uthando" de Onset Music Group. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08BbSLLTGAI