Lindemberg Pereira da Silva (04/03/1985 / Brazil)
Untill the death gets us together again
One life, one dream, one love
two hearts, two souls and stories.
Now, it is written on a sad gravestone,
the eternal legacy of two lovers.
I was blessed during my whole lifetime,
for having your company beside me.
The moments that we shared together,
they are kept forever in my memories.
A lovely flower was born in the garden of my life,
growing up as happy as the spring.
Her sweetness, joy and politeness,
left me like a slave on my knees.
Then, the fall and winter came,
and her fragile petals weakly fell down.
Like dead leaves,
over a graveyard ground.
It's hard to realize that once a day,
we begun something we had never thought of,
untill we get close to the end,
and the end - a sad road without return.
Sleep now, my sweet flower
sleep the dreams of my poetry.
Your love sleeping quietly over my hands,
while your eyes close softly.
Now, I long for that day,
when this life that made us apart,
Will sculpture an end for our last chapter,
Untill the death gets us together again.
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