Looks like clues 

 

The poems that for decades

Were forgotten

Insi[ght]de my aunt's

high school notebook

Now make sense

 

Love histories´

Lightening plots

About people that meet

And fall in love

Now make themselves read [re]read

And feel deep

Refused cigarettes

Car changes, the found papers

Looks like clues

 

I feel like I am giving

what I never had

And I give

For your perfume

Remain in my lips

forever

To listen to a new melody

And it is going to be singing

The words I've ever never written

Love makes sense

Now that I have you here

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