ONE DAY I WILL RETURN IN YOUR EYES
One day I will return your eyes,
and I begin again.
I return with an empty sound of metal,
sun and wet.
I will try through the papers of the time,
your body and your hair green grape.
I will crown you in silence with my mouth,
and with my hands that they do not end.
I will come to you and your blood starry
seeing pass the evening as an old shadow.
Something will break up there and we will not,
something will burn instantly with the echo of your sheets.
And I’ll come more alive, more pure, more hungry.
And I’ll come flying and breaking pens.
I will do everything for you, all in silence,
that even the roosters lengthen the night,
to see you naked.
A WOMAN IS STOPPED ON A BRIDGE
A woman stopped on a bridge
that never existed.
Her skin that was never kissed
floating on the waters of time,
as a memory faceless.
A letter was never read,
struggle to reach the shore
because someone finds out.
A man who never read,
who can not read,
who he has never learned,
finds the letter and the body
under that bridge.
Man cries of helplessness
while the letter comes undone
between his fingers
The river is full of tears,
it has mercy on the man
and he reveals the secret of that letter.
And the man mad with love
He combines his nights and his delusions,
to jump from the bridge
that never existed.
(Mario Melendez)
http://www.amazon.it/Buenos-Aires-Poetry-Juan-Arabia/dp/1680860453