I sweat you
I sweat you every night, in every moment
of the life where we were together...
where we left traces and sorrows,
which are repeated in echoes and griefs.
I sweat you and I die at the same time,
opening my arms to the sky
that sky that sometimes gets round
the ephemeral and it avoids the subtle.
I sweat you disguised and naked,
with the pain that never sleeps,
with loneliness covered up in the gloom
that doesn´t escape from the fissures of soul.
I sweat you from my sad sorrows
to wash the tragic and vast thickness,
to see you again in the gloom
to resuscitate you in dying verses.
I sweat you... and I see you again.
:) Abrazos desde Honduras, :!: