Limits of Love

Damn I'm loving you

At my limits

Until exhausted and more wanting

A total love, free from fences,

Say goodbye to me, suffered,

In the direction of another love

That you think total and total will be

At their limits of life.

Love is not measured

For the freedom to exhibit in the squares

And bars, without hindrance.

Of course this is good, and sometimes,

sublime.

But if you also love in another way, uncertain,

And this is the mystery:

- unlimited love is sometimes limited,

Forbidden is that love sometimes breaks free.

Affonso Romano de Sant'anna