Aroma de Mujer

I who always had a faithful conviction
That love would never come to me
I never imagined it could happen to me
It was on a feverish moonlit night
When I gave my soul and my being
And my skin clung to hers
And so, I found myself wrapped in her skin, a spring
I shipwrecked in her body, I got lost in her sea
And I remained anchored to that desire to love
I died, at dawn it vanished and I understood
That if there's something worse than dying
It's being without you
Yes, I still hold her essence in my being
I carry the warmth of her body on my skin
And the fierceness of her mortal absence
Yes, I should have traveled the whole world
Trying to forget that love
And not knowing how to achieve it