Your eyes were my yearning
Now whom my hands touch ?
I know everywhere of you
Your soul is asked by me
Your tongues were my yearning
Now whom my hands touch ?
I have written your book
The love is read in every page of you
Don't suppose I went,I couldn't go
I didn't try to forget
Believe me you were always beside me,I didn't miss you even one day
I didn't cry at any night
I was never be able to look at your photo
I know you will come back,I didn't pin my hopes on others
Hasta Siempre Comandante...(Left the forum 28-04-2008)