Eros

 
I land on you like a boat
reverse birth in your body so close
meager memory lost horizon.

And that tightness in your chest
spilled milk broken bed
an echo that reaches the ear late
stunned and ill-digested.
Washes everything and shakes the ground
open door, sweat and volcano.

All the times
my loves return,
those old ones;
and we are ready to review
millennia of past nights
and languid back pains.

We hugged the main columns
of the secondary building
hoping to sustain
the vault arch
of a temple built
over the remains
of Cupid.

I'm afraid of losing you
and I tremble just remembering
of the shock you cause,
seismic insomnia of putting me to sleep.

The mouth hangs between
the porch and twilight.
The lazy mouth
no fears, no teeth...
grinding and grinding neuroses.
The silent mouth is
a spurious corpse.

A body that is not mine
A body that is not yours
let go of fears
let go of blame
It became a body of sweet sweat...


PAR