Today I lost a love that sometimes was gray
or just the autumn leaves.
Sometimes it was beautiful,
, as the stories we create, sometimes without regard
sometimes sinking with luminous eyes. Today
closed
love that gradually opened up as a wounded
to make and then it was only a scar helmet ... Today
sank,
shred me and ran away ... how so many chimeras
with torture devices and pimping ...
But stupid is just a memory
this foolish heart;
slope is unfathomable,
of my life when it falls, a heart
inadvertently pumped as my watch walks of life today
walk like drunk or laughing with his infinite distances
as if to kiss the sky when I remember
and still feel in my back kisses.
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