Vale, praeteritum

Vale, praeteritum - Adeus, passado


I painted my pains with
the redness of my tears,
my fears with the purple
of my bruises, my sadness
with the dark of my
silence, my longing with
the peach of your last
kiss, my death with the
blue of the last sky that
we share together....
Slowly, everything
become silent and
hapless, lifeless...
No more chords, no
more poetry, nothing.
A blank, empty,
broken, dead.
Like a single tear,
touched by the last
promise of love.
An endless
farewell....



Y.
20:34hs.
27/09/2019.