Ten

How to start a tribute to your name
If just a few would understand these words?
How to explain the way I actually feel
If you understand better than me?

I see your bed of flowers
And sometimos I’d like to be here with you,
Though I know Lord knows why things happen,
But your silence seems so warm.

As butterflies fly around your litter,
Some of us cry by remembering you.
I’m not that kind of man, cause I know what you expect from me;
Despite the layer of ground between us,
I feel your nurturing touch in my forehead,
Your embrace in the wind,
Your voice in the sea,
Your smile in the clouds,
Sometimes, your face in the full moon.

Very few tears have fallen from my eyes for you,
Just because I’ve always felt you beside me.
Can’t feel you away from me, it’s like my heart,
Like if we were no more than one.

Don’t care what others think,
Don’t care about the time, about the age, about death,
I’ll love you till the end of times, as much as you loved me.
Now tears come to read my writing, but gratitude keeps them inside.

Don’t you worry about me,
Don’t waste any minute of eternal bliss,
The halo you deserve lights my way to you.
Just like those time in the nineties,
I hear a tango, remembering us together, sitting in a kitchen.

Then I remember my dreams, the only door for you to come.
I covet sleep for seeing your face again,
By now I feel your nurturing touch in my forehead,
Your embrace in the wind,
Your voice in the sea,
Your smile in the clouds,
Sometimes, your face in the full moon.

I made my promise, you can rest by now,
Sleep still waiting for the day of the real and eternal embrace to come.
Soon.