I do not write your name,
Only on the sandy surface of the seashore,
That the wave could wash it away.
I do not write your name,
Only on the paper in the pages of my verses
That the time will be able
to melt it out.
I engrave your name,
On
the delicate rosy wall of my heart
To
keep it alive as long as I live.
Your acceptance
or refusal,
Anger
or pleasure,
Love or hate,
Praise or accuse,
And even presence or absence,
Are the
situations that cannot affect,
The worth of the inscription.
I always
feel you in me,
As you
are an immortal entity in me,
With full glory.
Moved to tears
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