À suivre...

I breathe it in like a flower
I caress it like silk
I am suspended in its heart
My heaven, my hell at the same time
I listen to it like an oracle
Infinite magic of a voice
I look at it like a miracle
From which my eyes cannot recover
I protect it like a child
Fragile, in the hollow of my arms
It frightens me like time
Which passes and which we cannot hold back
It amazes me like a dream
Which has finally come true
And it hurts me like a dream
From which I will have to wake up