Go away from me, love that does not pale,
for loving those who do not deserve I am suffering here,
long if so, take your spoil,
I will dry my eyes from meaningless tears,
and I will forget that you has had my heart at will.
Alone, tired of not having you, I'd rather not see you,
and in fleeting lights love you,
Than having to wait until I use my luck
You still remember my name, woman that time punishes,
now you are afflicted and returns from my past,
that despite having left a thousand hidden loves,
I know they have never loved you because you has never loved.
And since I know, it is not so difficult to know your trajectory,
you only sought glory with your usurer mind,
preferring the heir and not the one who made you a bride.
The memory today does not fail me of your love there is nothing left,
your history that erased next to your serene skin,
It only makes me sad to know that I have become loved.
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Your Love In Poems
PoezjaThe poems that I publish do not belong to me, as they no longer belong to whom they were addressed, because that person, in his anguish or not, I forget that love is, even when he is surrounded with affection, understanding, respect, friendship. If...
