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That is why when I heard your voice repeat
Come with me, it was as if you had let loose
the grief, the love, the fury of a cork-trapped wine
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as if everything that exists, (..) were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
I.
To survive myself I forged you like a weapon
VI.
grey beret, voice of a bird, heart like a house
toward which my deep longings migrated
and my kisses fell, happy as embers.
VII.
Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes
VIII.
I am the one without hope, the word without echoes,
he who lost everything and he who had everything.
X.
Always, always you recede through the evenings
towards where the twilight goes erasing statue
XI.
it is time to take another road, on which she does not smile.
(..) why touch her now, why make her sad.
XIII.
Between the lips and the voice something goes dying.
Something with the wings of a bird, something of anguish and oblivion.
XIV.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
XIX.
Everything bears me farther away, as though you were noon.
XX.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
