In addition to everything


Dry, gray earth is the soil of my heart.
With taste of bitterness is the water that kills my thirst.
Delusion is the name of my passion.
Love runs through the shadows like a villain.
My desire succumbs with lightning and thunder.

Guilty of my eyes that saw you,
An unreachable love beyond the bridge,
That crosses the river of happiness.
Everything is impossible, everything is evil.

                                                                                                    Francisco Gouveia


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