Sadness

Sadness
It's that feeling
That comes to this heart
when the sun goes down in his immense majesty,
reminds me that you're not
to enjoy its splendor.
That your hands are so far away
distance from my skin
that the hours pass with the speed of the turtles
and it seems like an eternity the nights away from you.
That dreams are only the reflection
of my runaway anxieties
looking for your presence in nothingness.

Sadness
is what I can feel
when the memories come to me
windward
to point out memories of moments,
where passion and tenderness
were becoming sovereign in our bed.
How much longing comes to me!
when my memory seeks your image
through the shadows in the dark.
Because in every corner of this place
melancholy sets in
who just wants to find your arms
to comfort this heart

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