Unwanted visits

You come dressed as a princess with a glass slipper

To give me your potion in a silver cup

In the evening breeze

The silence of my lonely nights.

You come and I almost always close my door

You don't fit in the blue glow

What is in the sea of my nobility

I always discover you and I reject you

I defeat you in a subtle battle that leaves me exhausted.

More today I will let you pass for a moment

I will allow you to smear me with your viscous pessimism

That you make fun of the tenderness that I harvest

I'll let you sit on my forehead

And blow the fire of misunderstandings

May you sow seeds of mistrust in silence.

Today I will let you pass to my chambers

To soak the arteries with the helplessness of absences

With the emptiness that takes over everything

When there is no absurd laughter of genuine love

Here's a return ticket to the bottom of my hope

To the depths of my dreams of living accompanied by an authentic love

I will be your host miserable sadness

To be able to write this poem.