No matter how

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No matter how,
without saying why,
every space of my mind
perceives your being like the birds
that migrate every year
at the arrival of spring,
like the snail
that always searches for its center
or the bee that finds its honeycomb.
My lips search for yours in the darkness,
it's as simple as that.
Regardless of social classes,
The Chinese horoscope or the major arcana,
I always find when searching
In my desire when it comes to you
As the camandula finds pleasure in the believer
Or the arrow seduced by the central point
My lips will be the altar that conjures you,
Like the lyrics that lose their chaos in remembering you
Rumbling chords of a guitar
Night of a poet contemplating
the moon in its reflection