'To Think…, ' Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

I am pensive with your memory,
emotional cruelty that does not allow
captivate your face in my mind,
I review every moment and you are not here,
I only see enemy reflections that
they come and go drunk on tiptoe,
distressed moment in my loneliness...

Sad cuddly life that ends in nothing,
the ghost of love ends up dead in
an endless road full of memories
lost in the present reflection that does not
they come to warmly embrace tomorrow.

John Bisner Ureña.