Wanderlino Arruda

If I knew how to count
the measure of love,
and the size of homesickness,
I would say that distance doesn’t exist
and there’s no space or time in the world,
great enough to separate our hearts
or our memories of being together.

There will be always a grateful affection
and an infinite tenderness of hours passed,
the delicious strength of a constant smile,
with the sweetness of kisses,
and the heat of embracing,
the unspoken graciousness of touching skin,
beautiful dreams of beautiful people!