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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.
