She said - I love you because you are imperfect,
Because if it was perfect,
love did not exist...
And he said - I love you because you are essential
for the light of my days,
Because if you did not exist,
lights did not light up
and the days would not initiate
with the play of our lives...
And both said - why do I love you so much?
Because we don't know or forget our souls,
When we close our eyes, I see you!
And that view is food, is an antidote,
Strenght to continue the tragedy of our lives ...
So, the fairy slept in the eternal song of his arms,
And the poet smiled and forgot the sense of Solitude...
(Joyce Martins)
