I seek the warmth of our love
Along your absence
All the pleasure, all the torment
Of an immense passion

Our record, the silent friend
That has not played anymore
Photos, gifts
All lost
All forgotten

And in every room your hope
Your melancholy
Your shy and grateful smile
Before going away

And then the crying and then the insult
The torn love
And then torment
In the agony
Of a consumed world

Silent remains a rose
That you gave me
Between my fingers
It shuddered
When I caressed it

Your scent
Your sweet hairs
Your beloved skin
All undone
All finished
The rose is stripped

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