Ropa Violeta

Sometimes I think you're not mine anymore
That vampires possess you
The animals are acting strange
Because I look for you without moving

Purple is the color of your flash
Purple is the color in your glass mirror

Your heart hides everything
As if it were silence
Your body moans to the ruins
Trying to invent hands for them

Purple is the color of your flash
And flowers in a book you left when you left
Purple is the color of the sunset
Purple is the color in your glass mirror

Thursday
The noises of the street rewind a video
Dream of snails
That mate with themselves
And there are rays
Crossing landscapes injected with cities
And what?
Don't ships wither without the sea?
I hope you come back
Covered in the frost of dark lingerie

My blood is pure ink that erases all the words
All my mind is an insect
That I tolerate because it speaks to me
Purple is the color of your flash
Purple is the color in your glass mirror