2019年4月30日 星期二

💞If You Finish This P0oem, You Will Start 💕🌹💞





💞If You Finish This P0oem, You Will Start 💕🌹💞

💕If you finish this poem,

you will depart. After 
bite of my silence and stones 
that I threw you to the heart,

poetry is the last 
coincidence that unites us. As I write 
this poem,

the same fog that prevents the 
memory of dreams and confuses the 
ships by shredding an unknown sea 
is in my eyes -

because it's difficult 
look at you right now knowing that 
You would not be here if I did not write.

And I,
what 
I continue to love you softly with this inertia 
sober of the mountains,

I offer you words, not 
kisses,

because the poem is the only refuge where 
we can repeat the lume of the old meetings. 
But now you ask me to stop,

to stay here, 
that just write to the end plus this page 
(which, like the others, will be only yours - this 
kiss that you no longer wish from my lips).

And I,
what 
I learned all about goodbye because the homesickness 
makes us adults forever,

I know that I will lose you 
in any case:

if you finish the poem,
you will split; 
and, however,

if you interrupt it,
it will fade 
the last coincidence that unites us. 💕🌹💋💞


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