Dear picture of mine comeback!
My dear picture comeback!
Comeback and leave.
Let the helpless lovers
rising from the tide of memoirs
-with anger their shadows revealed
by the light of stars-
and the chronic from their forms
of lust,
let it fade away harmonic and undoubtedly
in the wave of their union.
Dear picture of mine comeback.
Indefinite and freely dead
by the envy of gods,
untasted the essence of creation.
Comeback and leave..
and as you leave,
let the lovers;at the only sky
-their own-forever there,
in the last summer of their life.