| Porque la noche es infinita y resonante Porque mis manos frías amasan el migajón que en dedos ardientes se agrieta Porque la tierra se inclina contra mís pasos Porque a veces la marea no me inspira Porque al cerrar mis ojos lo veo todo Porque despierto cada tarde con una melodía tibia en mi boca Porque sigo inocente en la trayectoria del meteorito Porque el sol es tóxico y la lluvia sabe al pasado— Te busco entre estrellas infantes— Mas alla de millares de disfraces, Y te encuentro, como siempre, En el semillero de mis sueños. |
Because the night is infinite and resonant Because my cold hands ply the dough that cracks in warm skin Because the earth inclines against my steps Because sometimes the tide doesn’t move me Because I close my eyes and see everything Because I wake each afternoon with a tepid melody in my mouth Because I remain innocent in the meteor’s trajectory Because the sun is toxic and the rain tastes like the past— I go looking for you among infant stars, Beyond your myriad disguises, And find you at last, as always, In the seedbed of dreams. |
Poem By:
Gabriela Del Alma
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