I loved you

I loved you in the distance, in every thought, in every sigh, in every moment.

I loved you in your gaze, in those deep eyes, where the most fertile secrets were hidden.

I loved you in the rivers that divided our lands, in every north and south, in every sincere current.

I loved you in silence, in unspoken words, in every gesture, in every shared caress.

I loved you in landscapes covered in white satin, where our dreams intertwined without restraint or disdain.

I loved you without hesitation, with faith in love and light, trusting that our romance would be eternal and true.

But tell me, O my beloved, how did you love, was it with the same passion, with the same blue ardour?

Did you love me in whispers in the wind, in verses and songs? Or did your love fade away in disappointments?

Tell me, how did you love when I gave you my being? Were you sincere in your words, letting yourself blossom?

Or was your love a mere game of appearances, where I found nothing but ephemeral illusions?