
The love I once felt, gives me hope that love will return, that I will find the essence of the senses lived, with the force of passion, with a shared pleasure.
I know she exists, she lives in this world, but I do not know where, I want to think it's coming, that one day unexpectedly, she will come into my life and I will be able to give her the lovetht is in my heart.
I believe that in my way, further, she is like a sweet illusion that rises in my verses, which flourishes in my embrace, waiting for the morning kisses and caresses, the weeks are days and I find in myself the strength to continue dreaming, with her hair with her lips.
That day will come and in it love will be lived ....