Here on the corner, the traffic light mirrors the sky
Cafe light, the shadow of a paper goodbye
The rain wets the ground but doesn't dim the signal
Where you are the north and I am the beacon
I am not there to see you grow
Grow in real time
But every step you take is my final rest
You are the drawing I hold in the palm of my hand
The pulse that keeps my heart sound
I may not touch you, but I am the air you breathe
The compass that keeps your dreams from getting lost or fading away
I ache with longing, yet I live within you
The streets are cold
The cafe has already closed
Longing is the burden
My heart has borne
I wanted to be the bridge, the ground that holds you up
A silent prayer that never ceases
Even from afar
I am the embrace you cannot see
The silence that screams how much I love you
You are the drawing I hold in the palm of my hand
The pulse that keeps my heart sound, I may not touch you
I may not touch you, but I am the air you breathe
The compass that keeps your dreams from getting lost or fading away
I ache with longing, yet I live within you
You are always with me
Bárbara Stéphanyie
Luana Beatriyez
Always
Always eternally