Incessant Thoughts of Her
Midnight city in the snow,
I wander with the lonely
Who have no place to go.
I reminisce the avenues
And Christmas streets
Where love was shining
Like starlight or the woman’s eyes
That I followed through a dream.
Incessant thoughts of her
And the poetry of tenderness
Have marked me like a tattoo.
Romantic destiny has caught me
Like a snare,
The bracelet on her wrist
Is more than I can resist
When I know she will never wait for me
At the secret place of rendezvous.
I’m crying again
In the melancholy universe
With no more desperate desire
Than to touch her earrings
That she left behind
In the wineglass evening
Of a farewell dance.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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