Sometimes the rain




Yesterday I let the sea wrap itself around me,
it dragged me with rage
and removed everything I am
except my body.
The sea does not drag misfortune.

I love you like the enduring past,
the hidden future.

I have not changed much.
I’m still marveled by the sea,
I let myself be carried away
by its waves.

I tell lies so I can say I’m joking,
I haven’t changed at all,
and in my eternal repetition,
my disrespectful, treacherous day,
you fluctuate like sea waves.  

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Undertow Poetry Review, La Resaca First Issue

Lucecita Benitez - Cabalgata