Los que tengo y no

I have the silence
where you pass
with that hurry
of the morning.

I have and I don't have
that look
when you wanted
and killed me.

and I have the time,
and I have nothing...
Just words.

A new century,
worn-out clothes,
a dog I hate
sleeping at home.

I have the siege
of your fragrance,
winter books,
distant clouds.

Old friends and new tricks...
Laughs and gray hairs.

I have the streets
I've walked,
an open sky
I fly through.

I have and I don't have
the sun and the air
a window
to dream of you.

And butterflies, wild flowers...
I have the evening.

Steps searching for other places
Torn papers, city smoke.

Another miracle, which is undressing you
I have and I don't have... period.

I have the abyss of nostalgia
names I forget, dates and maps
the old ritual of undressing you
I have and I don't have... period.