Poem 81

(photo: G. Jansen, Praia do Forte, Bahia - Brazil, 2012)

STILL, AND MUCH!

It still hurts a lot!

This pain of absence,

I do not know if by whom,

Or why, but it still hurts ...

Were pleasant moments,

Full of laughs and places,

Although vulnerable

For even cried tears

Ecstasies and despairs ...

But even as they were valid

For only served to intensify our sense ...

Feeling? Yes, feeling ...

That something mutual and, I presume,

Reciprocal ...

It would be impossible to believe

That such emotion expressed

Have been the result of simple affectation ...

It still hurts a lot!

No longer we can share

Caresses, laughter, joys, pains and burnings ...

Even more for not having had

That worthy parting of lovers,

With the right looks telltale Love

Although existing (or not) the two despite the end ...

It still hurts a lot!

Such uncertainty with its output

Sudden my life ...

A weak ultimate, unfair and selfish

Opposed to the intense moments we had ...

I'm in tatters, picking up the pieces of soul

To start I do not know what ...

But we always have to start again, we are alive and ...

We are not alone, life with us ...

Still, a lot!

(Text: Mario Gordilho)

Background music: "Preciso de Você / I Need You" - by Norma Benguell (1959)