Sombra
Recuerdo que le gusta el espejo porque su mirada es doble y puede cambiar, hacer que sus ojos marquen otros caminos.
Busca tesoros en esos terrenos difíciles de ahuecar, pero tan fácil de hundirse,
salir,
desdoblarse.
Un juego de despiste que conduce a la deriva y liberación de oscuridades.
Cuando quiero abrazarla, mis manos atraviesan la niebla. Me deja esa sensación de no estar, no hay ruidos, ni palabras, es como si flotara en aguas embravecidas mirando el infinito.
Cuando toco mi cuerpo, me doy cuenta que solo soy un instrumento de viaje y ella me entrega ese boleto necesario para soñar.
Solo espero su juego con la luz, mi voz es un gato que ronronea buscando su alimento, ese silencio compartido donde respiro tranquilidad.
Ella se echa a mis pies, sabe que su presencia va más allá de los sueños, de mi temperatura emocional, mantiene esa mirada ciega dónde todo es posible.
Al final cuando la luz se agote seremos un mismo ser mirando la luna.
Shadow
It is difficult to describe her, although I prefer her elusive presence, at night she shows herself in all her splendour, she plays among the lights.
I remember that she likes the mirror because her gaze is double and can change, make her eyes mark other paths.
He looks for treasures in those lands difficult to hollow out, but so easy to sink,
to come out,
to unfold.
A game of misdirection that leads to drifting and liberation from obscurities.
When I want to embrace her, my hands go through the fog. It leaves me with the sensation of not being, there are no noises, no words, it is as if I were floating in rough waters looking at the infinite.
When I touch my body, I realise that I am only an instrument of travel and she gives me the necessary ticket to dream.
I only wait for her play with the light, my voice is a cat purring for food, that shared silence where I breathe tranquillity.
She lies at my feet, she knows that her presence goes beyond dreams, beyond my emotional temperature, she keeps that blind gaze where everything is possible.
In the end when the light runs out we will be one being looking at the moon.
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