Cold night. (Poem)
my bed is empty,
no one takes your place.
In my mind is your presence.
In my heart, you have a place.
My eyes are clouded with tears,
just by remembering you.
You are not,
you went to another country.
My skin and my heart,
they miss you.
I want to feel the warmth you gave me,
your tender caresses,
your passionate kisses,
the deliveries of love to infinity.
Cold night,
I enjoyed you.
Cold night,
my bed is empty.
I want to advance the time,
to see you,
to feel the heat,
in my heart, soul, and bed.
