Desde Tu Vida

A gust of kisses travels through me
from the ironclad core of time
and in the carnal chest is resurrected
the trembling beat of silence
like the torrent of mute words
that I exhale in the injected sigh
I raise my tear rinsed in life,
from your life and for your restless life
maybe, maybe I was the eccentric poet
who went crazy with love if you weren't there
but love sowed the air and was a prophet
and in that prophecy you loved me
you loved me and I poured out my nothingness
on the vertigo of insane jealousy
jealousy of nothing and of everything born
from God to the morning sun
every piece of my vain shadow
of the talisman of you defeated the recess
and today I cry, only for the kiss
that I didn't give you at birth, my beloved