She's out of reach,
Like a past distant star far out in the trench.
A luminous and small glow, it slowly dies.
Her laughter turn to cries.
Showing her faint and dainty smile.
Shy and silent like a secretive file,
But beautiful and hopeful,
Yet she's also doubtful.
That she suddenly left breaking promises then lies,
In the cosmos and galaxies.
Saying farewells in the voids of a black hole.
Leaving something in my heart a hole.
Why must everything beautiful end?
Why are helping hands to late to lend?
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Sweet Poems for Me and You...
PoesíaThese are my compilations of poems I have made about what I'm feeling in past days... May it be long or short, Will you be my escort? Through a series of love and desires? A dream that will never tire. A special set of poems for you my readers!
