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Jul 23
For Myself:


I want a little peace,
I want to calm myself,
just a little love,
a little bit of light.
Just a little of what's gone,
I want to remember the love I had.
I want to give myself a break,
that intimate moment,
just for me, so secret.
To take care of myself a little.

A poem to comfort me,
to dream from nostalgia.
A poem that consoles me,
caresses to keep me company.
A little while for myself,
I want to pamper myself,
I want to love myself.
I want to stop crying for sorrows,
I want to dream that everything is fine,
I want words to embrace me.
Those tender moments,
to rest my soul.
I want to be so selfish,
that I make this poem,
just for me,
to heal myself,
with my verses.

A small poem for me,
to remember that I must love,
that love that starts with me.
A poem I will never publish,
just another whim for me.
They are pampering to soothe me,
to spoil myself, just for me.
That oasis to console me.
a tender moment of peace.

A secret poem,
a lullaby for me.
From my heart,
to heal wounds.
A tender poem,
from that child of mine.
Carlos Alberto Bustillos
Written by
Carlos Alberto Bustillos  60/M/MADRID (SPAIN)
(60/M/MADRID (SPAIN))   
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