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Your absence quiet
Announces
disaster when I start counting the days,
you're not me.

I open my legs
bridges
inventing a reflex to rediscover,
but the words lost their melody
a
Orfeo succumbing to the temptation to look back .


I watch while on the sweet altar
of kisses in bloom,
loss and faith in my body
proud and yours
and bare soil
remember the smell of the petals fugitives.


Pouring the dice again,
moved the game and their colors:
I am now you,
kneeling light shade.

A shed no Túa
proclaims disaster
Cando start counting the days,
that is not in me.


Spread the legs as a bridge
a reflex act of reencontrarte,
but the words have lost the melody
an Orpheus who succumbs
the temptation to look back.


Óllasme while below twelve altar
kisses blossom,
already lost faith
in my body and her haughty
and bare soil reminds
raises the petals of fugitives.


Botans data again,
changed the game and their colors:
I am now you
light shadow kneeling.




( of The vision of Astarte , ed. Espiral Maior, 2007 )




Imágenes: Elena Baca

in Poetics in Blue