I HAVE LIVED YOUR SKIN
I lived your skin
your dreams.
Beyond you and me
nostalgia of old horizons
creeps. From light
more uncertain we will spend
nights, days,
the darkness and distance.
see the procession pass
of the absent
and fear we will look out the window.
I lived
your skin and your dreams and in the house we built
a room or a river that leads to other
dreams that maybe we will dream up the look
last.
(from "They talk about women - Catalan poets of the twenty-first century, Pironti, 2008)
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