Phone Call
Imperceptible laughter
your eyes question
rekindling the absence
your arms an embrace
waiting
and I dreamed of the moment
that escapes me
your light voice
feather touch on my tympanums
a fairy’s caress that felt
the stress of sundown
its kingdom and its power
and you let a light laughter
in the cool afternoon
as if spring suddenly came
and the hyacinths
had already bloomed
Libros Libertad 