I know it is useless
the caress that comes before your mind,
melancholy
offering distance and this distance is diluted in our hands.
Time is immemorial, I know for you
by your footsteps on the stairs barefoot
and I know you, when you get
and you!
Now everything is over,
the minutes, hours, details,
sincere love, friendship, smiles and dreams
small, forgotten
incense
tables and in corners of your melancholy .. .
Now everything has gone,
and everything is useless, there is no worth
hug the top of your smile
or break us into pieces waist
and we hang on this fragile bond of illusion.
And yet, in spite of you and me
the rope that binds us together, whatever it is called
continues to resist and I remember those,
your
distant sunrises and yet,
always return to the same
point and a smile is enough for us then, a letter,
impenetrable light in each cornice
in each row that sometimes tells me that I'm thinking of you.
I remind you that I resist, I
respirarte up that I drown in your tears
lungs of melancholy,
in your body, your eyes
what you are you in me.
You see love, I always say
:
than ever,
never stop loving you ... Eugenio
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