We belong to the one who caresses us

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We belong to the one who caresses us,
who with hands of tenderness
weaves dreams in the breeze,
and finds in every folly,
our walk is adorable,
every flaw in his embrace,
each mark is a bond
that binds the soul to the awakening.
It is you, light in my shadow
who makes my fears dance,
who embraces light and deep
each tear and its lingering.
Your gaze, a refuge
where my scars bloom,
and the past, a sweet judgment,
where love never disdains.
In the night, your presence
is a lighthouse that never extinguishes,
a sigh of confidence,
a caress that intoxicates.
So, between laughter and tears,
of those who embrace us softly,
we find peace in the cries
and in the lives that save us.
That's why, in every instant,
I choose you, love, delicate,
we are from the one who caresses us,
whose soul has found us.
Every flaw, every story,
we will weave with sweetness,
because we are, without memory,
of the one who embraces our madness.