Warm scent
Warm perfume invading
The house to enter by the window
Presence of whom I love already reveals
Making my day so much more beautiful,
And when I realize deluding myself
I see the longing opening the candle
Destination as diverse life saddle
Discovering the empty gates.
Previously there was hope
In definite forms, but dance
That had promised so much
Now turns into disappointment
The dances of the future will not see
The brightness reappearing in my life
MARCOS LOURES
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