Los Versos de Un Loco

Juan wanted to imagine
that time was a flower
with petals of moments
and he wanted to pluck the flower.
a yes. a no. a game without reason.

sometimes Juan writes
the most beautiful and hidden poems.
Lucía doesn’t understand
but she offers him the shelter of her love.

rhymes, smiles,
whispers for the heart.
and she, waits for him,
talking from reason.

don't be afraid
i'll be waiting for you
and in your landscape, i'll be like the sun.
don't be afraid,
i'll be watching over you
and in your dreams, i'll always be there.

Juan wants to imagine
that the wind is like a sea
of drops in the air.
Juan believes that the bird is a fish
that sails the sky, fleeing from the fisherman.

Lucía doesn’t understand him and brushes the sky
with the tips of her fingers.
she doesn’t know she’s the muse
and she’s the sky that lights up his vision.