How cold this night makes!
It seems that your absence
Increases the sensation of emptiness
That this dawn brings to me.
Solitude of a life dedicated
To love you, and to adore you.
But in the end I received of you,
Only your absence sharp as a dagger
Stabbing my breast.
Sadness of a bleeding heart
Whose distance only makes
Get worse.
I cry for the end of our love,
That seemed perpetual as
The sun, that every day
Rises in the sky to cheer us.
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Your absence.......breast. Fantastic images you create. The pain of longing for the lover is well potrayed. The cries and groans of the heart are heard.