Somos
Pedro Guerra
We Are
After we kissed,
with our souls and lives,
you left in the night,
from that farewell.
And I felt that as you left,
my chest sobbed,
the sad confession
of our love like this.
We are an impossible dream
that seeks the night,
to forget about time,
the world, and everything.
We are in our cherished
aching chimera,
two leaves that the wind
gathered in the autumn.
We are two beings in one,
who lovingly die,
to keep in secret
how much they desire.
But what does life matter,
with this separation;
we are two drops of tears
in a song.
Nothing more, that's what we are,
nothing more.
