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My home
if it still exists
in the wrinkles and grey hair
where I rest

My body
stiff from the years, all
so long ago, you too
my dear unknown

My soul
full of tears, memories
of your sweet lips
never to be forgotten

My song
my breath, still singing
where I stop
coming back

Thursday, June 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: melancholy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
After: "Volver" ("Return",1935, Alfredo le Pera)

Collection "Moons"
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