Que Pena

What a shame
that it ended
what a shame
for the way
what a shame
that time goes by
and it still makes me sad.
A tangle of laughter
in a little puddle of enamel
a chalk drawing
a very easy riddle.
It's a smudge of Moon
with shocking lace
some crib tickles
a lover's pinch
it's a sugar whim
it's a little breeze.
Newborn child
swinging awakenings
I wish I had seen
your mother's smile.
Jealousy is what I have
not that I have doubts
and I'm afraid
still
I can't believe I have you.
We live with the dignity
of those who are able with just one look
to distinguish a truth
among thousands of disguised lies
still
I can't believe I have you.
Loving each other is having no secrets
and yet continue to be
and one for the other
and the greatest of mysteries
still
I can't believe I have you.
What a shame...
When I wanted
you didn't want
and when you finally wanted
I wanted to love
but I couldn't.
The most beautiful landscapes
live in the minds
of the blind
and the strongest hope arises
from those who have no remedy
still
I can't believe I have you.
What a shame...
From here to there it moves in the cradle...