Time led two hearts to be apart,
who grew together, ran along,
behind every shadow of delight.
Who measured all ways, corners
and curves holding hands tight,
without any sore or even
its mild thud, but today it all in the mud.

Now there is no splash of cold coconuts,
hearts have ripped up those images
which were dear,
now, only salines know where is divine,
eyes and eyelashes have floods of tears, which
still shows how much their love could shine.