anos
varrendo a grava
en terras afastadas
por horas de voo
miles de millas náuticas
interminables xornadas ao volante
para sentir esta calor no peito
ao botar a man ao peto traseiro
e descubrir que os diamantes
estiveran todo o tempo
comigo
The Quest
years
sweeping the gravel
in distant lands
separated by flight hours
thousands of nautical miles
endless days behind the wheel
to feel this warmth in the chest
when reaching into my back pocket
and discovering that diamonds
had been all along
with me
abel abilheira 
Very beautiful poems
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Thanks for stopping by and leaving your comment. It’s very satisfying when someone enjoys what I write. Some of the poems you put your like today, where very emotional when I wrote them.
Some of the poems you has liked today where very emotional for me when I wrote them, and even today!
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