Lazos

You were alone, but calm,
when he said 'how pretty you are'
and it was a gust of life,
it was a window in the darkness

whispered like in fairy tales
he took advantage of your weakness,
the rain poured in dry riverbeds
and placed a kiss on your loneliness.

Like a flower never sensed before
he became the guardian of your privacy,
with clothes hanging on the balconies
and outside the noise of the city.

But thinking that time is a candle
that melts without warning
you imprisoned the love that flies
with the fear of what is leaving.

And you surrendered unconditionally
and maybe you forgot about yourself
and as they say in songs:
if you leave, what will become of me.

You may have forced the bonds too much
thinking that's what love is about
in giving, without measuring, the warmth of a hug.
Who knows what happened...

You were alone but calm
when he said: 'I come for you'
'you are the cure for my wounds
all the life I didn't live'.

And how not to love him?,
what is the step that must be measured?,
what is the limit of the source,
what is the top of the root?.

You may have forced the bonds too much
thinking that's what love is about
in giving, without measuring, the warmth of a hug.
Who knows what happened...
what happened...