FOR POETRY

  I saw you that afternoon  in the dead of winter,  the cold lashed my face,  my loneliness stretched to infinity. Suddenly you appeared, out of a fairy tale. Curious moon gazed at you, your voice's sharpening mysenses. You appeared and I could not believe it, my imagination soared. You are my moonlit dreams, my magicans and my truth. You are my great, unexpected love, what I've always dreamed of, my autumn love, my sweet soulmate. Day by day you win me over, your love warms my soul. I fill my gentle melancholy with kisses.

A whisper comes of your love where flowers shine in spring, your soul is a shade of pink, it illuminates the heart of my soul. Under a beautiful sun , our promise of love was born, with strokes I travel in the blue sky, your gaze is my romantic song. The lights of your beauty illuminate us at night, and kisses surround us, our secret's engraved high above. Your sweet laughter, the soundtrack of a hallway, like heroes of an open novel we cross all the valleys. Our story, drawn with joy, creates our episodes of love, we open hands to poetry, it is a caress of glances, beautiful beloved of my days you are the poet of my life.

Sunday's heat has arrived  with its golden rays full of love, the talking river wants to tell us, "I'm your friend, you are not alone, I am always with you". Your memory is stronger than oblivion I want to forget you, yet I remember you more, perhaps it's that I don't want to forget you, and how can I forget you if it was a whole life of kisses, of hugs, of highs and lows. While I am lost in thoughts, the water flows, it never stops, nor does it begin to weep because the river doesn't understand the love, the disappointments, the joy and happiness.

Do not believe me, if I tell you I forgot you, I have your name inside my heart among our memories. Do not believe me, not even a tear run down my face from the pain of every dark evening. Do not believe me , if you see a smile on my face hiding the nights that were ours. Trust the heart that sends you waves of love, it will find a middle ground between yours and mine. Trust your heart, it beats so painfully, you will hear it, my love, it's the rhythm of the notes, the rhythm of forgiving.