Acosado

On his work desk
A photograph of a blond angel
And a woman
Brunette

As for twenty years now
He arrives early at the office
And while having his coffee
He senses
That rose perfume
That fascinates him

That woman
Who shares his space every day
Looks for the moment
Of a smile
He pretends and looks away

That woman
Harasses him mercilessly every morning
And provokes him
And seduces him
And has slowly stolen his soul

Today he arrived home late
And his wife smiles as she hugs him
Today like yesterday
She loves him

For over twenty years now
They met face to face
And vowed eternal love
A summer day
And forever

And that woman
Longing for a forbidden dream
Weaves her nets
Thread by thread
And slowly entangles everything

That woman
Inevitably in love
Has desired him
And has loved him
And has slowly stolen his soul