Words were fluttering

on our smiles.

Slightly and swiftly

they followed the playful traces

of our orthographic amusement,

of our syntactical games,

of our grammatical enchantment.

Only the silvery cascades

of our laughters interrupted

the melody of our phrases.

A sudden silence made words

perch on the branches

of our feelings.

It was the sound of our kiss.

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