I am
going to create a ceremony
to the
glass you drank from
I will
dance around the silverware
you used
to eat with
I will
save forever
the
napkin that touched your lips.
I am a
romantic collector of your footsteps
the
patches of your sleeplessness
he who
stitches together the bits of light
that you
left in the air you pass through.
I like to
scratch your head
and feel
the velvet
of the
archangels guarding your sleep
I want to
kiss your closed eyes
and feed
myself on your visions.
I am
going to sing to your hands
that
figure out the equation of the day
in each
wing beat
I am
going to make a blanket
with all
the smiles
that you
brought today
with it I
will cover myself in the dawn
to write
you a poem,
this
poem.
© Adrian Arias, Paris 2013
Translation by Nina Serrano
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