My Love Has Withered Away | Poem by Pablo Picasso

I have walked through starless nights not caring what the world cared for

Amidst sighs of desperation and exasperation, i 'ave walked; only for you

you were always like the fresh mist of dawn

Yet, like the honey of the bee.

I have called out into the starless and endless nights

Oh, My love! where are you? I have waited for you

Wished, and wished for you.

The mountains have crumbled;

the winds have faded;

My love has withered;

Yet, I do not give up.

Oh, Love! I am tired, of calling for you.

My feet ache, legs pain and voice falters.

yet I do not give up;

Whatever may come, My love for you

shall remain true and unwavering.

I shall never give up..