A thousand lips, a thousand eyes,
a thousand hearts will read these words,
as you read them, graze them, this moment.
Thousands will utter them into the abyss, someday, perhaps for years to come; loudly, softly,
repeatedly, again and again and again.
Some will mock, some will laugh.
Some will shed a tear.
But it is written
only for your lips, your eyes, your heart, beloved.
|Rio Guadiana, Portugal|