I love those jealous eyes
their eyes get jealous.
They shouldn't;
because they're the only eyes
I like to look into.
That I would like forever
in paradise to look at.
It is delightful
what can I say
if your clear eyes are delicious.
Radiant, stellar, elliptical.
You can't blame anyone
We haven't written our invisible romance.
When I'm gone I'll stop looking at her
and she'll stop looking at me
without even allowing us to know each other
because, although her beauty enchants me
her pride drives me away
she is not for me
and I am not for her.
I will take her with me as a souvenir;
to sigh.
No one knows
not even I myself can realize
what's going on in my liver.
All I would like
is to be trapped with her
inside an old movie;
a black and white world
where it's always raining.
Where I can embrace her for a long time
hidden behind
theserene shadow of a window.
YOU ARE READING
My loves, Love of my home
RomanceI had the amusing task of managing eight girlfriends; Colita blanquita, Colita negrita, Huesita radioactiva, Intensita enamorada, Anita la preciosa, Larguita la prima, Inquieta perversa and Pasmadita solapada. This risky undertaking was developed du...
