Source   She smiled, sipped some wine, Soothing the anxiety of waiting. Excitement was all over her at the same time, For she knew that soon he would be there. The long wait would then disappear, It was

Source   Loving you filled my soul with crazy fantasies, raising my dreams to light clouds. To love you is to have my heart full and happy, filled with joy in every beat. If loving you is my sin, I take

Source   In the stillness of the soul, a void opens up, a hole that only you can fill. Your absence is a silence that traps me, an echo of your voice that I can no longer reach. I need you love, like the

Source   It is better to say goodbye if the heart can no longer find its voice. There is no consolation in the distant look, nor in the memories left vacant. He only said goodbye with a sigh that the wind

Source   I am not resigned to your absence, like a shadow that shelters my days, your laughter echoes in my memories, like an echo that never fades. It seems selfish to wish for you, to have you here,

Source   Ask the sea how many times I cried, the saline tears that I hid in its walk, and how in the dance of every tidal wave my sighs melt with its immense truth. Its waves, like hands that lull the

Source   My wings broke, in the echo of my sorrows, sounds the cry that won't be silenced. In my wounded flight the stars went out, like shadows in the night that in my dreams have been hidden. My pain

Source   Your scent intoxicates me in an exquisite trance, as if all my senses awaken to the ethereal presence of your femininity. Your captivating gaze envelops me, stirring the most intimate fibres of

Source   We are ephemeral in this life, a brief sigh in the vastness of time. Shooting stars in the wounded night, echoes lost in the wind. We are the heartbeat of a moment, the burning flame that burns.

Source   I want you with everything included, with those shadows you hide, with the fears you've lived through, and the doubts that you break down. I love you, with your defects, those that sometimes make

Source   My hands, full of endless absences, Live longing for the caress of your skin. They yearn to one day travel the routes of your body, They fervently wish to have you again. I'm consumed by the cold

Source   Longing is extinguished, optimism fades; the echo of heroism is drowned out by bullets, and the weeping that is unleashed covers the ground with disdain. Every step, a sway, in this thankless

Source   Why don't I look for you, I don't write to you, Nor are you the inspiration of my verses? Think back, think a little, I behave like you, I only imitate you. I can't give what I don't receive from

Source   I choose to be the moon in your gaze, the gentle rain on your dwelling. I prefer to be the tree, your guardian, the sun that illuminates your awakening. I am the cup where coffee rests, your towel,

Source   You have extinguished the light in the sea of my eyes, while in my breast fluttering gulls of your love. I am afraid of the silence of the sleeping trees, listening to the whisper, the murmur

Source   As soon as I saw you, I knew instantly, a shudder shook me to my core. Like a bolt of lightning splitting the stoutest oak, I stood still, trembling in your presence. When our gazes met, I realised