Azul

Blue, blue
In her eyes reflects a thread of light
Her pearly night dress
The cigarette lit in a carnal kiss
A glass of wine
A broken tear rolling at the end

Blue, blue
A slow and blue music
Leaning on the warm chimera
Bidding farewell to a longing that goes by bus
A scratch on the stocking
Navigating the wait
The widow of the blues

Blue, blue
And a voice that saddens when singing
Holding back the shadows in its bed
Those shadows that kiss and then leave
A photograph
A line in the hand
That wants to erase