A good woman
stood by my side
for some time.
And she still
will be with me,
circulating through my veins.
I found her after a storm,
back in the isles
of scorching sun
and rain that purified the air
and created mudslides.
In the puddles of water,
her feet stood,
adored by earth,
by wind,
by glory.
I hope I did not leave you
when I went away, my love,
because you taught me tenderness.
Your kisses live in my heart,
and if I die today,
I know I will be buried
with this great love
you brought me.
I don’t wait for you anymore.
I’ve learned to enjoy
my own company.
Because when loneliness knocks
and wants you to change,
you sit and contemplate
under a starry sky.
And my love,
is it night.
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 12:49 PM UTC
A good woman
stood by my side
for some time.
And she still
will be with me,
circulating through my veins.
I found her after a storm,
back in the isles
of scorching sun
and rain that purified the air
and created mudslides.
In the puddles of water,
her feet stood,
adored by earth,
by wind,
by glory.
I hope I did not leave you
when I went away, my love,
because you taught me tenderness.
Your kisses live in my heart,
and if I die today,
I know I will be buried
with this great love
you brought me.
I don’t wait for you anymore.
I’ve learned to enjoy
my own company.
Because when loneliness knocks
and wants you to change,
you sit and contemplate
under a starry sky.
And my love,
is it night.
Neruda gets me going some times jaja.
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