Corazón Impar

Your odd heart
Always against the current
Only shows itself
When people leave

And then, it grows
Hair down, singing to me

Its hieroglyphic
Is a puzzle
Always to decipher
Always missing a piece

Sometimes torments itself
And smokes more than it should

It goes through the rooftops
Your feline heart
To understand it
One would have to be a fortune-teller

I suggest just
That we gather solitudes
Each orange will have on its own
Its two halves

Your unmatched heart
And mine uneven
Always escaping me
Never getting far

Sometimes I wonder
How did we end up together?