From here and now
(but it seems a distant past)
a voice comes,
made of unspeakable sweetness
I don’t know the voice, in fact,
yet I recognize
its unmistakable wave, for
(enveloped in that voice...)
...many subtle things travel towards me
at a gentle speed:
encounters, recalls, loose words,
wishes made true,
shared spaces and times
Those things and many more,
made with the delicate fabric
of your love
