I miss you
But I haven't met you yet
So special
But it hasn't happened yet
You are gorgeous
But I haven't met you yet
I remember
But it hasn't happened yet
And if you believe in dreams
Or what is more important
That a dream can come true
I will meet you
I was peaking
But it hasn't happened yet
I haven't been given
My best souvenir
I miss you
But I haven't met you yet
I know your habits
But wouldn't recognize you yet
And if you believe in dreams
Or what is more important
That a dream can come true
I will meet you
I'm so impatient
I can't stand the wait
When will I get my cuddle?
Who are you?
I know by now that you'll arrive
But by the time
I stop waiting
I miss you

REVOLVING DOORS

como el hueco que queda

entre el marco y la pesada puerta:

el gemido de los goznes

expande el mensaje

mientras empuja el aire

Y luego el portazo, y el crujido

del cerrojo

que sabe a sangre, ferroso

entrando en el marco, con un ruido:

un clac como de fragil hueso

rompiente,

como de costillas que se doblan

en el sentido contrario,

como un alivio de repente,

pero sólo un instante antes de

deducir el motivo

que se dibuja en la corteza.

Entonces me pregunto:

¿me he quedado dentro o fuera?