HUGS
It's lovely to see others love each other,
tender hugs, kisses between sweethearts.
In the land of others, between kisses and hugs,
I like to see the love in other people.
It's lovely to see love,
the love of others.
That love which is not for me,
love, and more love everywhere.
Love in the corners and in the streets.
Love, no matter what it's like, because it is love.
Love forbidden to some, which flourishes in others,
Peeking stealthily at what I'll never have again,
gazing with greedy eyes at love,
that love denied to me.
How beautiful is love,
that love of others.
How sad it is not to have love,
while I console myself by watching,
that love which is lovely to see in others.
That miracle that exists throughout life,
people, souls, with love,
carnal love of others,
love to sigh for,
impossible love.
While we watch,
we sigh for love,
that love that won't come, nor do we expect it to.
Hugs and kisses, lost and absent,
while we rejoice in seeing the love of strangers,
Impossible love, yearned-for love, love that we lack,
love that embraces, even if it's others, how wonderful it is to be loved.
Love absent in us, love brilliant in others,
sad nostalgia for kisses and hugs,
while we watch the others.


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