Source  I don't love you like I used to, that's true,the hours slip away, time is a desert.The pulsations shot out, like a spun heartbeat,have calmed in the dust of a crumbled love.The butterflies in the stomach, long ago departed,From that leafy garden, where together they blossomed.Every love song is a distant echo,no longer speaks of us, but of an unhealthy past.The lyrics blur, and the memories fade away,like ink in the rain, which no longer knows how to love.Of those shared laughs, barely a thread remains,a distant sigh that drags a sparkle.I no longer look in your eyes for the light that keeps me awake,For now they are mirrors that reflect sorrow.Of what was and is not, of what will not be,there is an embrace of the past, in its shadow, a rebirth.I don't love you like before, who'd say it's sincere?

Source  You are my secret, my sweet sin,a forbidden fire that burns beside me.In the half-light, your eyes sparkle,whisper promises that are never checked.In every encounter, in every glancehides the desire that's never extinguished.Lips tremble with silent longing,our bodies draw the sacred hours.Shadows envelop us in a furtive dance,a shared heartbeat, a passion that is stoked.And in the furtive touch, the world hides,it's just you and me, in the fire responds.

Source  You know that in every sigh your name is hidden,a whispering secret in the breeze that answers.My soul searches for you, tenacious, though the world opposes,in the labyrinth of shadows, your light is my rope. You know that in every tear dwells your embrace,a sacred refuge in this eternal bond.Time stands still when your echo is named,and in the waves of the wind, your laughter still amazes me. The hours fade away, tangled in the air,as I search the distance for the gentle sway of your dance.You know that in every sigh I carry you present,my heart keeps you, like a latent dream.

Source  Life is not perfect, don't try to understand it,it is an untamed river that sometimes reveals itself.Laughter and tears flow, in its deep flow,there are shadows and lights, in this vast world.People with big hearts, With delicate souls,who face the terrible, with unequalled strength.They rise in the grey days, they fight against the wind,and though life shows them its most violent face.Luck sometimes smiles, to those who least expect it,while on their way, sadness finds out.But every scar tells stories of courage,of battles fought, of love and pain.Life is not a map, it has no reason,it's a crazy dance, it's pure connection.

Source  And one day you will realise,that there is no longer that childish bustle,that so much wears out the smiling soul,The distant echo of past laughter,is now heard like a murmur,and the wind whispers in golden leaves,a song of calm, a subtle lullaby.That harmonic chaos, in the breeze is felt,a noisy silence that shelters the home,the shadows of the game, in my latent mind,memories that sprout, that will never go away.one day, in the calm of the day,you stop to listen and it resounds in you,the magic of time, the peace that is sent,in every leaf that falls, in every scene.And though childhood is fading and fading away,it carries with you its light in your breast,for in every silence, a whisper is made:The essence of the child, eternally made.

Source  You'll want to forget me, and you won't be able to,the shadows of my laughter will follow you,like the soft echo of a precise melody. You'll want to forget me, and it's a useless desire,like denying the river that whispers in the sea,each wave that breaks, each subtle cycle,awakens what has been lived, what cannot be forgotten. Time disguises itself as a polite thief,but the perfume of our meeting is eternal,and even if you move away, crouching heart,It will live in your dreams, a lasting love. You'll want to forget me, and you won't be able to,my essence in the breeze, in the starry night,like a silent verse that will always make peace,a shared history, never to be buried.