The Color of Goodbye
Music to read my poetry
Siting on the front steps, I let my mind wander.
Caressed by the gentle breeze of another sunset
I close my eyes so I can recall your face, still, unmoved.
As your laughter tease my hair, that now plays in the wind.
We dance in a faint memory, where time, can't touch us.
And the warmth of your arms keeps me safe.
The trees sing its praises to the sky, envious, broken.
Don't let me go! Don't leave me here! Stop, don't go away!
When my soul asks me about his shelter, What should I say?
When the sun sets and the darkness arrives;
In which memory should I hold to, in order to find you?
I can't open my eyes, I am afraid of what I'll encounter.
The lightest shade of purple
in my cold lips surrenders,
like a frozen Oleander.
Please. Just sit by me,
until my heart falls asleep.
And the morning paints your goodbye
another shade of purple.