Your absence
My heart hurting in your absence,
In the presence of the death that guess ...
I ask you, my love, have mercy,
Do not leave me here dying alone ...
Alone, I want your affection.
I am a poet and I want your love ...
The longing has already come so near,
Now arrive, perhaps the dislike ...
Your presence heal me of nostalgia,
To combat disaffection with cuddling ...
My fate: to seek happiness,
I only see that in our gentle nest ...
And if love were here, darling.
More would be your eternal life!
MARCOS LOURES
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