WITHOUT YOUR LOVE

WITHOUT YOUR LOVE

Love without your love, soon deteriorates
Rendering meaningless any hope
Future so alone, when looking
The pain returns and brings strong revenge.
Curves in this road, my love,
For how many years we were so alone...
In love and pain of the neighbors,
In full feeling of rancor.
I know it's not my place or a space
You carry the world; thy whole.
I'll just die without charm,
With empty and I inherited nothing more than,
But I know of this love that never expect
Basically, I generate a new love...

MARCOS LOURES