Soledad Enamorada

Loneliness does not touch the heart to humiliate me
It makes me hear your photos, it makes me smell your absence
Let's see the light that is off

Loneliness in love is a missile hitting the chest
Menopause in love tape
that is nothing anymore

Loneliness is the bra that stayed
When you went
The decibel of your silence
The calendar of your absence
The alma mater of the absurd

Loneliness in love is my pistil without your stamen
She is the most perverse bitch and she is still here
With me

I don't know if it's a trap you left
I don't know if it's a trick or revenge
I don't know if you have anything to do with this
Loneliness in love is still here
With me

This loneliness that slips
This loneliness that is incorporated
This loneliness of your ashes
This loneliness that evaporates me
and misses you
just like me