Love without you ...

The moon tells me the story
of this love, not of two,
the wind whispers your name
and my room is illuminated,
the singing of the birds
is heard today on my balcony
and mutter the time
dying in my heart ...

They pass pages by luck,
of this unfinished book,
letters not written in ink,
letters that tell the place,
that blessed space
for that "hello, what else".

Your look in the night
he watches me from the stained glass,
your lips tonight
remembering me you are not.

That my love could not keep you
but I know someone else,
can steal those smiles,
I will never be able to erase
of this cursed cemetery
memories of my grief,
but I know someone else,
your lips may kiss,
the sunset by your side.

No doubt you can admire,
the most beautiful paradise
that it is with you to be,
the most beautiful catwalk
that leads to the immortal ...