Buena Suerte
La Beriso
Good Luck
Her smile caught me
something froze
her dress lit up
and the moon darkened.
We listened to the best song
to me, she whispered it
with her feet, she caressed me
with her mouth, she said goodbye.
Good luck, my love
may your best sun treat you well
tardily life introduced us
and only songs it left us.
I want to run on her back today
to drown in her mouth
undressing was the best taste
and something remained of it all.
Come on, good luck my love
may your best sun treat you well
late life crossed us
and only songs it left us.
