Frozen (Warm)fantasy Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Tell me our past
will last.
(A bit more)
(You won't leave me, anymore)

Tell me that our old
days full of gold
(And romantic stories)
(And warm memories)

they aren't mere dreams,
or tearful mute screams
(Tell me our old times,
and our lovely kisses rhymes
are reality,
colorful eternity)


Tell me my fears
aren't my current tears,
that I meet by the night
(Tell me " I'm your guiding light")

Please...
(Tell me "our love'll never cease")