Our Park Bench of Love
Many times have we been in the square
splendid mornings, afternoons and nights
memories that are now whips
the longing that comes and hunts us...
Here as a visitor from the past
a shadow looking for your shadow
in that time already so broken
this love that no longer dazzles us...
square bench that reminds me
that time the Bench itself agrees
enchanted times of love and glory
it's still in my today poetry
remember is to live the sad joy
that makes me write this story... !
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