Caricias

The loneliness
that envelops my heart,
is kindling in my soul
the fire of your distant love.
In the mists of your oblivion
my illusion travels,
shouting your name in vain.

But you are not
and in my cruel desolation
is a ghost the memory
of what is gone.
I perceive your shadow and my love calls you name
asking you for those caresses of yesterday.

You will not come
and yet my love waits for you.
I want to forget you and I cannot forget
because you are all my illusion.
You won't come
and I'm waiting for you, my good,
with the faith of the one who loves like me.
And longs for you, caresses of yesterday
my good heart yearns for you.

In the anxiety
to have you next to me
my hands in the void
are searching for you,
and in the midst of this silence
atrocious silence my feverish soul
is calling you to itself.