-1-
What is real?
A hug is real
the taste of lost kisses
is not
Time is not real
desire is real.
When you look at me it's real
if you touch me, I don't know if
it's real
when you leave, I don't want it to
be real.
What is real?
Lying down on my bed
is real
listening to the silence of dawn
seems unreal
and in the distance the stars
giving each other kisses
that is so real.
-2-
Suddenly
a door appears and I open it
I see a huge room lit up
and a table with all the objects
I've lost in life.
A watch, a pair of shoes,
a comb, a ring,
a heart and a hug.
I must choose just one and leave.
The watch will be good for not
wasting time,
the hug to feel loved,
the comb to look presentable,
the ring to feel engaged,
the heart to keep having
palpitations,
and the pair of shoes to walk
around the world
that is what I want
so I wear them and I leave running
searching for more doors,
and to see if I can find you.
-3-
Sadness
is not a state of mind
it is an accident
caused by
the loss of some hugs
and unconsciously humming
some songs
we ought to forget.
-4-
Sometimes it's good
to take time to caress
the skin of wind
the water of wrinkles
the birthmarks of
fire
the secrets of the damp earth.
Sometimes it's good
to take time to caress
your own face.
your own face.
© Adrián
17 poems in progress
