Every little thing
was important for her.
It wasn’t a question of choice.
Her faith was clear.
Every detail had its importance
when it was a part of his life.
Even his second skin
was a way for her to be closer
even if they were already together.
Her mind wanted
every little thing
she was able to catch
with her fingers.
Because it was a little story of the night
to begin the next day
with its perfume
beyond imagination.
It was the light after the darkness.
Like a candle for her little soul.
She knew that she was already important
for him because he saw her light
even if it was so small in the day.
It was a message in a bottle
and he got it
forever.