18.4.09
The Day
night falls, the sun is tilted before the dark night here in my room Seeking Images from the shadows of your face, I listen to a word of yours, Seeking and looks from the corners a sentence with which illusion, I close my eyes and you imagine here, next to me in my bed, my arms, kissed your mouth, the same as said so many times I love you, one that captivated me with her smile of an angel, nightfall, the day dies, comes silence a tear runs through my cheek love dies, dies the day.
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