#bolero
"(...) que en mí naufragaras"
Privilegio, Ruben Blades, 1987
Todas las veces que muero
son tus dedos en mis manos,
o «Las bellas imágenes» ,
desnuda me estás leyendo.
(Es tarde, algo te preparo.)
Prefiero besos, un cuento,
tu suave cinco de dados.
Todas las veces que muero
soy quimera enamorada,
juego con torpes recuerdos,
y: “es tu reino mi alma”;
y bailamos un bolero,
y por fin, en mí, naufragas.
Todas las veces que muero
hasta somos infinitos,
y somos del otro, cuerpo.
Siguen juntos los caminos.
No somos triste recuerdo:
versos sordos, mal escritos.
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 11:13 PM UTC
watch the sunset setting on fire
the concrete buildings you can see at the horizon,
feel the sand cooling in your palms
as the sun is one more time going down.
watch the stars while they slowly show
their bright faces between the clouds.
*upon the sea
the moon again kisses the skies
before they go to sleep
and I'm not there,
I'm not there
to see it with you.*
breath in the salty evening
hear the voices of the waves
singing unheard lyrics;
build a fire
gather some souls
a guitar sound,
you have it all.
wait for the sunrise to paint the clouds
dance with a stranger
while the Bolero with its crescendo
touches your mind
see the Black sea turning into Red
see the shy sunrays braided with the waves,
kiss the air while it is still fresh,
feel the sand as it gets warmer in your hands.
watch this life waking up again,
and if you have any free time
send me a picture of your perfect land.
or, better yet, send me a picture of your smile
after all, that's the image I most long to have
when the night breaks in
and I have only darkness between my clouds.
*upon the sea
the moon again kisses the skies
before she goes to sleep
and I'm not there,
I'm not there
to see it with you*
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 3:13 PM UTC
Bolero
Roll….slowly,let me rope your soul solely,
As you feel the Sandmans touch take control see,
Theres a whole lotta atmospheric pressure involved,
Rhymes gamed, flames flamed- new riddles to be solved,
Dissolve yourself in my dissolution,
Sudoku rhymer-kabuki solution,
My approach comes over the crowd like a wave-
Hypnotic suggestions - your psyche’s enslaved,
Sway,stay,pray - I prey on your grey matter,
Thoughts dreams and scenes flee all become scattered…
A battered suit of plate armour that STILL holds firm,
Come with me as I whisk you away into the firmament,
See stars born and die in mere millisecs,
Come get drawn further every parsec,
Away from Earth a mere ball of dirt,
Some try to escape their fate the truth can hurt...
But we’re all stardust,so return to your beginnings,
Still spinning,no sinning hear the Multiverse singing,
my Bolero whips you tight in triple time,
dance with me hold tight to my rhyme…
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 6:35 PM UTC