MEMOIRS

MEMOIRS

A cat passes mute on the sidewalk,
A laugh blossoms around the corner;
A fragile light flickers on the stairs,
I feel the girl's wet kisses.

I still feel that body next to mine,
Asking for more love and more affection;
I still feel that pure and atheist body,
A demon leading me on the way.

In the sexual depths of paradise,
Loaded with promises and certainties;
Stamped in that smile,
Which then faded into this sadness.

What a pity that everything passed suddenly,
But his name was etched in his memory;
The special mirage of the burning body,
That brought me misfortunes and a history ...

* J.L.BORGES