Night .-
night I'm still waiting to see the stars in your absence.
them to hang on your kisses
and allow to dry my tears with salt.
sky To mitigate
body shape me;
and takes me away from you in the morning that always come
. Still waiting
night sometimes crying bitterly
with my soul, and with me
charged in brightness and faith.
I have to wait a thousand nights
full of all I call it love,
some tears and some pain,
Who said it was sad to love?
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Author: Jorge Gauna
http://www.gaunarte.com
