Elipsis De Una Fuga
Fiel A La Vega
Ellipsis Of A Fugue
That afternoon, on the orange highway,
Kissing you in G major.
We defied the signs and the fences,
In our final rebellion
And through the lanes, where martyrs rehearse,
Becoming song myths.
I put the compass in the center of my chest,
And Hemingway bid us farewell
We had beers, a pillow and the
We wanted to keep going
Bread, ham, and cheese,
In a beach cooler.
There was nothing else to ask for.
We wanted to live
Upon reaching the shore,
We kept walking,
Crossing the coastline in white,
And when we set up the tent,
Only the letters remained,
Of your calm and my delirium,
Of Silvio's gunpowder
Of rituals that in the end
Wouldn't change us
