Love Ii (Sonnet) - Poem by Javier Falcon
Kneeling on the middle of the street,
with a picture on my narrow lap
and tears down my already wet cheeks
hidden among the drops of rain.
I see your face ever so distant,
as your vehicle just departs,
taking everything you had with it,
including a piece of my heart.
You seem to take all the fair memories,
all the love you showed to me,
every bit of passion I had left,
and my warmness within, my soul.
Showing me that nothing is forever,
and that even love is not ad infinitum.
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