Death does not come twice

For you out of all the love poems

All located in the heart of love

Who told you there are no moon

No longer suck lovers love and warmth

Who told you that flowers have become thorns and hearts turned stones

The spring scatter the clouds and produces cold

Who told you that our story could not find the author writing it if our love

or if breaststroke enshrined in our weakness

they delude yourself and deceived ratified

It seems that you need to go to kindergarten love

to learn from the first and again what is love

find of masks that love knows no apportionment of Justice

Knows no neutrality does not know silence

Does not know the cold is not known drought

Does not know half the man does not know half woman

Does not recognize the man has been recognized by

Now I need to be air breathing

You are my man, My love, My desire, My child, My sir, My king

I live for you