The Regret Of Time

I have to forget the sweetest dream
When I see that your desires have disdained me,
When I feel the nectar of your lips to be savored
While in darkness your silhouette is revealed.




I have to forget the sweetest dream
Although your intoxicating aroma remains in me,
Although I remain without your light in the darkness that fills
Oppressing suffering that leads to madness.




In the deep and abysmal oblivion,
I remember the light that does not appreciate by your side,
Reliving those kisses that you must have buried
Helplessly trying to drag the past towards me.




Walking with no apparent direction,
Begging for a second of joy
Where my pain for your beauty is calmed,
And with a sigh set me free, O benevolent soul!




The regret of time falls without any delay
Splitting the memory into innumerable pieces
Like dust that shapes its traces in the wind,
So I now remember my sanity so far away.




Feeling your skin as a vestige
Of what was once our hidden happiness
That entanglement that you faithfully deny, devoted,
Trying to erase the memory, lose it like a shipwreck.




You have denied me your warmth on this cold night
While he sleeps clinging to your pulsating fire,
You have left me adrift lost and blind
While he lives on your love and waste.




If only I could return to those green eyes
With deep golden gaps,
As our lips dance on the edge of the glasses,
And my hands chase yours tirelessly.

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The Regret Of Time

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