Sweet silences whispers in the night
the warm words fondles her mouth,
wise lessons lost in time
closing the doors of goodbye.
Complex feelings, emotional reasons,
letters, words, looks and more.
A cycle ends at the beginning of an idea
while reaching time we left behind.
A silence completes the Summer night to say:
No Sorrows, lovers in history.
There's not pain, not even glories,
only their lives to live.
viernes 27 de enero de 2012
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