El breve espacio

There are still traces of humidity,
its scents already fill my loneliness,
in bed your silhouette is drawn like a promise
to fill the brief space where you are not.

I still don't know if you will come back,
no one knows what they will do the next day,
you break all my schemes,
you don't confess any sorrow,
you don't ask me for anything in return for what you give.

She is often violent and tender,
she doesn't speak of eternal unions,
but she gives herself as if there were
only one day to love,
she doesn't share a meeting, but she likes
the song that engages her thoughts.

I still haven't asked if you will stay,
I fear the response of a never,
I prefer it shared, rather than emptying my life,
she is not perfect, but she comes close to what I...
SIMPLY DREAMED!!!

She is often violent and tender,
she doesn't speak of eternal unions,
but she gives herself as if there were
only one day to love,
she doesn't share a meeting, but she likes
the song that engages her thoughts.

I still haven't asked if you will stay,
I fear the response of a never,
I prefer it shared, rather than emptying my life,
she is not perfect, but she comes close to what I...
SIMPLY DREAMED!!!