My love ....

Eternally.

Love has passed,

we ours

moments ...

Loneliness seeks me

every day, month, and year.

We know, that we love

forever

Even without feeling that

do not touch me.

Eternally ...

You're my sonnet.

My poetry,

my words.

Neither the thoughts,

nor the memories,

withstand the wind.

But I will be yours,

Forever

Graça Bica.