730 Días

There is no corner in this house
that doesn't make you come back.
Every grain of memory,
and the house is a sandpit.

I went to your beaches for the day
and there I stayed for two years.
I licked your wounds,
you gave me a haven.

In the shadow of your moon
my heart was cradled,
my wrinkles disappeared,
my house lit up.

My songs sprouted
from the ones I deserved,
the hourglass stopped,
730 days.