La Tempestad
Abel Velazquez
The Tempest
The tempest,
Seeks my lips, wants to reach, into the past,
Opening the wound, that still bleeds lies, from you and me.
The tempest,
Set its eyes, on the stillness, of my remains,
The tide rose, with the full moon,
And the spirit, of hatred, acted through me.
And I swallowed in your kisses,
Poison wrapped in flower,
And I searched in your bones,
Until I found myself in your pain.
Until with my soul torn to shreds,
I poured out my heart, to lose it in your nipples,
And I remained empty, like the first time.
The tempest,
Comes to kill me, lying that, it still wants to love me,
And I hate myself more than ever, and miss you as always,
And I don't understand, how with so many others around,
I got lost in you again.
And I swallowed in your kisses,
Poison wrapped in flower,
And I searched in your bones,
Until I found myself in your pain.
Until with my soul torn to shreds,
I poured out my heart, to lose it in your nipples,
And I remained empty, like the first time I gave it to you, gave it to you.
And I hate myself more than ever,
And miss her as always,
And I don't understand, how with so many others around,
I got lost in you again,
The tempest.
