pessoa

nada resta para sentir
desde que da minha vida partiste
por vezes, um vislumbre me permites
noutros, o vazio não me deixa fluir

e em silêncio me deito
pois para ti, as palavras parecem-me vãs
queria dizer-te tanto no teu leito
mas não tenho as ideias sãs

as a portuguese poet said in his last few words
"I know not what tomorrow will bring"
so I hope tomorrow brings me you
and if you won't come, I hope that tomorrow
never comes, so I can dream on it.
I feel that is never-ending what unites us
so I pray it lasts and grows

clearly I see through you
is so awkward, because I never see you
and I don’t think I ever will
so I’ll rest until...
until something,
somehow, somewhere, someway,
takes me away, and let me stay
laying around a rose garden
where roses grow
letting my feeling flow