The memory came to me faint

 
The memory came to me faint,
like that last farewell.
And I touched the sky again,
I did it since I saw you again.
No clouds, no stars,
nor moon
to distract the attention to you.
The door you opened and closed
not to leave, to delight
of your presence and to love you.
The essence of life is you.
It is those moments by your side.
That look of yours, your smile and our kisses.
Poetry and you are my blessed solitude.
Nothing and no one, not even death
will take away this love I feel for you.
I touched the sky and I did it by your side,
in your company, by your hand.