Lovethatmoveson

LOVE THAT MOVES ON

I have loved you so much that I have not measured my delivery.
I have given so much that my own steps I have failed to take care of.
In short it is so much what i have offered
that all I am left with is the reserve.

This love without dimension and without anger
has made me forget that I am only human,
and to forgive what I should not
by means of losing the shine of your eyes.

But every ocean has an end,
no matter how deep it may be. The end is always touched,
but by something thats not itself. I forgive you,
mabye thru means of lossing the kisses from your lips.

You will know that I love you and not hate you.
For what you will do and have done.
You will know that I am clinging on to hope which
is to see you lay here in my arms.

For my sickness, there is no cure
hat will clam my pain that I have in my heart.
If its not your love that always illuminates
the dark path in which I walk
giving light and joy to my sad life,
calming the pain that I carry inside.

My love, don't permit that I move on.
Don't do something that you will regret later.
This, that I have to offer is so grand and does not measure
with any artefact that exists on this earth.

There is no way to measure this affection,
that you feel so sure to try.
As the owner you see no dimentions.
There is no volume in which you can share.

Don't be so sure about this love, eventhough it is all yours.
My god, please understand my sad plea!!!!!!
Like all love has pride,
if you dont feed it with hope. It will move on.

By J.A. Rueda
Trad. By Janie Diaz