Don't give me from your mouth
Because your lips utter grudges
For the pain you take me away suddenly
and I am by doubt snatched away
like a child who offers his talents
in the gentleness of his mouth
For you no longer shine at night in my garden
you are dark in the riverbed
I weep building a marshland
you are the confusion of tired speeches
loose ribbons in the organza of the chest
we exhaust ourselves in the mud of your kisses
Say goodbye to the dream that I am
and don't come back spilling into my nights
