Lullaby
Nightingale among the river reeds and the rooster crows the day, when you suddenly walk onto the other riverbank: the day I lost you!
—You must get up early to water the lawn, do you hear me?
The unbridgeable gap between us, ambivalence pleasing my indecisiveness to join you, and you lead your steps away from me as I wave my hand and let my tears drip as if from the fountain of despair
—You always wait until the last minute before you do what I ask you, why?
Eros, the sunset of the chiming bell rests on my lover’s eyelids when the opposite bank of the river takes you to your parallel world forever and in despair, I wave
—Don’t get into bed so roughly, you make me dizzy with the water flowing everywhere.
I have nothing else to do but let my tears dangle in midair
—I wish I could turn the clock back
Libros Libertad 