I write in the wind

In a tenuous courage
I will leave you alone with the emptiness of someone who is alone
Honor of a sore love
The disillusioned of luck
I am your glacier
A face that repeats itself
Unable to even write a love letter
Without fearing your tears
And I don’t need mirrors to understand it
I’m a secret and a lock
There is no star on the horizon that will teach me to look
No poet can answer me
Is there authenticity and replica of my feelings?
Dream is unknown whenever I sleep feverish
Will all stories have a happy ending?
I think of everything
I don’t imagine anything
I write in the wind the strength of those words
I Love you


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