By Manuel Calderon

I look at the night without looking back
when you took their shapes and their colors
The wine burned my misplaced lips
setting fire to the length of time to live
I have the fragments of my bones
who do not know about forbidden loves
The distance struck down my illusions
the warm breath of the moon
the echo of the music of my body
the scream in my throat when I name you
As you cross the bridge from the distance
dream and love became utopias
I'm falling into the void of silence
As the days get closer
I have the dry skin of the soul
because the tears dried
I draw on the wall of disillusionment
the caresses and kisses that will never come
Now I know I'll die on a gray afternoon
under the waning moon
The transparent birds will take my verses
I only have hope
that you can come back through a crack in the night
visit my grave with your crown of black flowers
before the earth sinks
and toast to the size of my loneliness


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