Mujer liviana
Real de Catorce
Light Woman
That lightness, that lightness
with which you give warmth, with which you undress
then that mole like a heart
guiding the hip
and the sweet mouth for the bitter taste of goodbye.
When you say yes, when you fall from the sky
to my reality, to my boredom
you break the ritual of loneliness and its sorcery
and I feel like undoing the bed of my fears...
After you, with my nets
due to life's coincidences
above you, with my tricks
like a rolled cat
today is the occasion to say...
...I love you.
