GABRIELA

After the nostalgia of loving you

and of how complex and relative the time is,

after 30 years of not seeing you

the fire of my love is still burning.

As if invested with the past in a thousand memories,

your voice came and shook me again,

my heart wept, lost its breath,

and a great love today resurfaced at the wrong time.

Listening to you rewards the absence

of that love that lost out among dreams.

How much I loved you! ... I loved your essence,

but how sad it is that I still love you.

Of all that remains only the great emptiness

and the great love I always had for you,

it was a sweet ecstasy to look at you,

you unreachable like a cloud.

Plato said what I did so much,

I found no words and no voice either:

"There is no greater love than that which goes unsaid,

the man who feels much speaks little".