I LOVED YOU
Where are your sad eyes that do not see?
Where's the poetry you have done?
The night is decked without desire
And fortune often does not wear...
Wind that these palm trees swaying
On the beaches of this love I never had.
The hour without love is true
The remaining of my thoughts could not contain...
Right now do not give me certainty
You know it is not my law,
Living without even feeling sorrow,
From nothing to nothing always, satisfied...
But I would never deny that I loved you
In verses and metaphors was king...
MARCOS LOURES
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