My left hand sculpted this love
in the dusk.
I didn't see when my soul unveiled
the infinity and all the clouds were indecision.
I didn't see when the oceans slept
and the sun was impossible.
And today, just today
time drags my tomorrow.
Here I am without my eyes,
without my tears, tearing my hopes,
feeling everything the words silenced.
My daylight got lost.
My sun and its mystery are dark.
I wear loneliness.
(a sordid dress)
The door for eternity was open
when I moistened my feet crossing
the third margin of the river.
(I feel so cold, I feel so much...)
Life is nothing but a vague evidence
of love's trivial happiness when
it hurt me.
What I lost multiplies deep inside
and it is so untouchable and bright.
and it is so distant from my left hand.
Karla Bardanza
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