I n s o m n i a

It seems I dream every night

My long room

where darkness makes its nest

and patiently await the arrival of the sun,

until dawn,

sometimes shines the moon turns dark

between clouds and I see the sun rising,

with its blue whiteboard behind him,

with its almost blue and orange colors;

it leaves my sorrows and miseries behind.

When the moon is hidden by his dark, clear night.

suargen my feelings in the form of love

someone returns itself to my heart

not break it again.

I laugh and sometimes cry without cravings,

to know what awaits me at dawn.

It does not hurt me or cheer

my emotions disappear

like love that abounded in my heart.

but I cry hurt me

river and for letting me go

I am now free,

as a wandering soul

in jet-black night sky.

Roost at night with night window

anxieties you left me

to talk with me at length

Far multiforme and love,

and I still look forward to the day

dreamed that the person arrives

my love to disappear

and my emotions back to me

by revive.

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Author: Alberto Joseph Alfaro Trevi

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