Con La Gente Que Me Gusta

With the people I like
I get the first light of dawn
sharing early mornings,
words, laughter, and moons.
With the people I like
I spend sleepless nights
they should be eternal
like rain and thirst.
I like the people
who, when they greet you
squeeze your hand
firmly and without doubts.
I like the people
who, when they talk to you
look you in the eyes,
look you straight in the face,
tell you to your face
what they feel
and nothing is hidden and has no duplicity;
I like those people.
With the people I like,
around a table,
any wine is a poem,
any chat is madness.
With the people I like
I love talking about projects;
those that the wind takes away
and are forgotten afterwards.
I like the people
who, when they greet you
squeeze your hand
firmly and without doubts.
I like the people
who, when they talk to you
look you in the eyes,
look you straight in the face,
tell you to your face
what they feel
and nothing is hidden and has no duplicity;
I like those people.