Bed - Cama poema

in hive-107855 •  19 hours ago 

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I toss and turn in bed as I sleep,
thinking of your life, the last of my breath.

Sleepless nights are worthless
without your presence, my dear love.

Beautiful evenings I remember your gaze,
infinite days of pure feeling.

Tall and mysterious you showed yourself before me,
beautiful and dancing, you laughed close to my laughter.

Your sleeping arms trapping me,
and you wouldn't let go, we wanted everything from here.

Those first days, narcotized with love,
I looked like a fool with you around me.

Now the empty bed is waking up excited,
believing you with me... only to find out,
in an instant, that it was all a lie.

The bed is quiet, with nothing more to tell;
it's a sacred place waiting for your arrival.

Even if this does not happen, I will not replace you,
because I told you "I love you", and that will not change.

What good is another being to me, if I will never be able to
go through everything we've lived through with her?

I don't want to change my face because of our story,
although it wasn't perfect, it was what I loved the most.

That's why, forever, I'll be happy like this,
even if I have to be alone... forever.hola que tal es esta ocacion queria contarles de mi jdjdj

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Doy mil vueltas en la cama al dormir,
pensando en tu vida, última de mi aliento.

Las noches en vela no tienen valor
sin tu presencia, mi querido amor.

Veladas hermosas recuerdo tu mirar,
días infinitos de puro sentir.

Alta y misteriosa te mostrabas ante mí,
bella y danzante, reías cerca de mi reír.

Tus brazos dormidos atrapándome a mí,
y no me soltabas, queríamos todo de aquí.

Esos primeros días, narcotizado de amor,
parecía un tonto contigo a mi alrededor.

Ahora la cama vacía es despertar excitado,
creyéndote conmigo... para luego descubrir,
en un instante, que todo era mentira.

La cama está tranquila, sin más que contar;
es un sitio sagrado que espera tu llegar.

Aunque esto no ocurra, no te voy a reemplazar,
porque te dije "te amo", y eso no va a cambiar.

¿De qué me sirve otro ser, si nunca podré
con ella recorrer todo lo que vivimos?

No quiero cambiar de cara por nuestra historia,
aunque no fue perfecta, fue lo que más amé.

Por eso, por siempre, seré feliz así,
aunque tenga que serlo solo... por siempre.

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