Encantador de Serpientes

A violet rose on her head
A smile avoiding sadness
Frida Kahlo held on her ear
Three words adorning her tongue

A moon peeking through the window
And a coffee seducing the morning
A school that early awaited her
And a little black boy singing her a thousand verses

Oh woman! Here comes the snake charmer
Beautiful flower that draws and relaxes the atmosphere
I hope you, wait there sitting in the usual place
So that from my dreams you never wake up

A cigarette, an old radio, a smile
A guitar accompanied by the breeze
Some poems being woven in silence
And wings landing on my foolish chest