One More... Poem by Juan Carlos Abeti

As I walk,
on the empty streets,
full of people,
empty souls,
buying with money
what is giving us for free
certainly,
not a nice place to live....
But I don`t mind
my heart full of hope is
so I rush to
my hotel`s room
to find out that,
full of emptiness is,
just a note,
telling me that,
you are gone....
So I stand there,
not knowing what to think,
my whole world
is been torn....
Even in that
harrowing moment for me,
I wish I had....
One more time
to feel your body
next to mine.
One more time
to see myself
in your eyes.
One more time
to share with you,
tears of happiness.
One more time
I could call you,
again,
mine...