Dear one, I swear that unless my death separates you from my heart again, if God destroys
me for the sake of your love
, O your souls in love, O you find well , I am alive with your breath, so that you will always be
with me like the dew, keep me full of flowers with you , make your chest a cradle, for this feverish body under the roof of our love, let go of the fragrance of your hair, the despair of your love. Open it, separate me from myself
