MEMORY STRONGER THAN OBLIVION

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.