Fernando Delgadillo
Miscellaneous
Afternoons
It's been a few weeks now
that the mornings have been taking me
to decipher you in your eyes and in your voice
that I have never known how much you have told me and how much you have not
how much I only imagine.
How much the passage to your open parks must be clear
and to the cool shadows of your pavilion
then I would answer everything that afternoon that you gave me
even if it was only for once.
Between loves and distances
from among dreams without substances
and between everything that does not ah come to be.
If you gave me an afternoon to talk better
blurring the clothes with which you dress your rumon
I could look into your eyes if you look even at me
if you give me an afternoon, an afternoon here.
If I had you an afternoon
to listen to the murmuring voice of your sources
an afternoon for two, an afternoon forever
for the afternoons that you are not here, for the afternoons that have not been
and for those that you no longer leave.
Just one afternoon of your life
just a moment of your youth
a few hours of your hours and outings
hopefully for a mutual encounter
that we can see inside each other
a wish that you would come true.
An afternoon that you would give me
/>any afternoon this month
to spend time trying
to take you away again and again
placing my lips with my lips
on your lips of song
the ballad of the encounter
of summer with the flower.
Whoever had you an afternoon
to walk, walk
the paths, the shortcuts
in the fields of your skin
traveling lover , valleys, hills
water channels and flowers
conquering your plains
an entire sunset
Just give me some afternoon
and I will become a song on your lips .
Trying and surprising
throughout the sunset
your most beautiful smile
if you let yourself be known.

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