Amores Sin Voz

I take care of the language of skin,
I cover myself in steps,
I tie myself up again.

My lips fall without returning,
they don't lose kisses,
they don't let themselves be defeated.

Loves without voice,
the blood that some fear left.
Loves without voice,
of hatred of two,
stupid way of being.

I move to your depth,
it takes me far away,
it turns me into salt.

I smile in the magic of seeing
fear fire
entering your skin.

Loves without voice...