By the end of each day,
The night slips my window.
I come to see your tender eyes and your smile wide
... hit me Your lips
transferring
walls love and distance.
.
The sky is black and red and blue;
The night goes through a shaft of light ...
is a shooting star that comes to warm a bit my trusty
loneliness.
close my eyes;
not want to see the dark ...
appears, then, your face
he showed me kindness.
..
Come, dear, go
awaits my room;
Stay tonight, stay
... I feel you.
. And
come in silence ..
(
stretch my lips into a smile of love and my hands
intended to retain your heat.
In the darkness of my mind I seized
thee and me
attachment to your side.
And your arms so strong
attract me to your side)
.
.
That is, that at the end of the day, I walk in your prison
secretly,
I stole your face and your smile
amount in a fancy horse and rode
hand in the breeze
Why fear ? - wonder-
Come Beloved, Come! Let us leave behind the melancholy
And run, ran through backyards
free
of my poetry.
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