At nightfall
The vast expanse
Full of suns and science is found.
He lies, in the most incompressible solitude.
And I feel hopelessly that I miss you, my love,
I think that at this time you will be sleeping
Or taking your evening soup
Other than this,
At this time
That escapes like a swallow,
As the swallow flees from the wind;
And it's inevitable not to draw your silhouette
With the thought,
Home Brushing your hair
I continue with your eyes that do not lie and rebuke
I continue to your skin that burns and cancels like a flare
Until I enter your breasts and pelvis that raise me
Culminating with your cotton thighs and your cherry feet
I repeat the operation again and again
I delete you entirely,
With an immense pain that constricts my chest
And it's when I hear ferocious wolves
Bark in my head
And at the end of the day, I get tired and give up
And I let you walk around the house.
Free from yourself, on the verge of insanity
Inspecting my things
Watching you in the mirror
Combing long
Convinced, after all,
That our love is only built in the dialectic
That the permanent friendship, at times,
Give your space to our torment,
This love that does not break in two
The wills,
Under a correspective complicity.
I admit, deep inside you exasperate me
That maybe, in opportunities, I come to hate you
As the sun hates the moon
As the sand hates the suspicious sea
Like the rough wheat to the worm
As the tiny worm to the Turpial
But tell me, love of fire,
Who, but I, can hate you
And love you both at the same time?
I, that teaches you to kiss ...
I, who teaches you to die,
I who showed you the creation of God and that of Man,
And you see,
The cloudy violet of dawn
It permeates everything,
The reflections of the aurora, pierce your image
They extinguish it between smoke and fury.
Exhausted my eyelids fall down
My hard day ends here,
Just when yours begins,
Rested
Free from all my abstractions
From my questions,
From my sorrows and sorrows,
Of useless formalisms or replacements,
Freedom
That is your dress and my passion of evil artist
And that's why my love, although it's enough
It will never be enough for you ...
I'm on that side where you're not mine
Where I can not reach you.