Latin Lover

We said
that the beginning is always,
always unforgettable,
and yet, my love, how incredible,
I forgot our unforgettable beginning.
But I remember
one night
your mom had gone out,
you told me about a scar acquired
from a fall on skates in Paquetá:
does it show... did it hurt?... still hurts?...
The huskier voice,
and the kisses,
comets traveling through the mouth's sky...
Memories
accompany to the end a Latin lover,
who now dies,
without a gun, without jealousy, without remedy,
out of boredom.