Eternal soul
 

        Once again,
        the sun light
        pulls me out
        from the dark silence.

        Violently,
        time appears.
        Unstoppable,
        untouchable.

        It’s just another day...

        The same traffic
        The same work
        The same damn boss.
        The same boring faces.
        The same empty talks.
        The same grey, sad, big city.

        And here I am again,
        in this cold bed.

        Then I fly away...

        I’m eighteen again,
        Loving you
        in the fields of gold.

        But now the flame
        is only pain.
        (You’re so far away!)
 
 
 

        I wonder,
        when he kisses you,
        Don’t you remember the wings of passion
        that made us laugh in our joy?
 

        Deep silence...
 

        I can steal hear
        the whispers
        of the ruins
        of my endless love.

        Out there,
        many lives
        are vanish and gone.

        Faith relies,
        only,
        in poetry:
        my eternal soul.

 
                                                    Luís M.