Dejar y Seguir
Damián Antón-Ojeda
Just the dream of the essence
Of oneself realized
If i could close my eyes
To eventually rise up
The awaking reality
I would, forever, kiss your glaring eyes
And you would be the dearest
This messed up world had to offer
May i become buoyant through your smile
Witness your crystalline glimmering soul
Until clairvoyance is reached
Please show me... my irides... are not too old
Please show me... the aching legs and aching heart...
That there is still somewhere they have... a home...
"tame me", said the fox, teary-eyed
"is it friendship?", I replied...
I lay on the moss, in the yet snowbound field
Glimpsing the footsteps of those
Who spell unity backwards
And make it your fault if the bonds dissolve