The days and nights
In cyclical motion
From the time immemorial
Time divided
Earth’s elliptical shape
Or the principle
Of Archimedes
But the days and nights
Distant and apart
The beloved’s mystery
Now tired
Of being discovered
And when life
In its closing chapters
Sets the plot
For the end to begin
The frame of life
In front of me
With dropp scene closing
Till the time
I feel the pleasure
The time of the day
Of the departure
When I feel the saddest
When your memory haunts
The romance of the evening
Beginning of the day
Or the night's perils
Take my soul
On the saddest moment
Of the day
The twilight eternal
For I shall prepare
My evenings
With flowers abundant
Perfumes sweet
And candle lit
For the last kiss
Take my soul
On the saddest moment
Of the day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Moments eventually comes to an end when a loved one leaves.... to another1 A 10.