Amar es reconstruir
cuando la calma regresa,
cuando la pereza claudica.
Tus pasos, tus silencios, tus palabras.
Todo se sincroniza cuando intento
vivir una nueva vida,
cuando el temor de la noche se disipa.

Cuando te alejas, la pálida luna
se vuelve insistente con tu recuerdo
y no me deja olvidar
las caricias que en otoño
me regalaste.
Mi corazón desterrado
busca de tus miserias,
aunque tenga claro que ya no estás.

Pero el olvido es invencible,
y las palabras se vuelven efímeras.
Mi camino se dibuja entre vestigios
de un alba prudente
que levanta el arma entre brillantes rayos
con paso firme hacia la reconstrucción.

This is my participation on the #clubdepoesia in #freewritehouse.

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Bend and Reborn

The journey I undertake
I make it after you.
For life does not end,
it continues alive and tangible.
Then, I lose control
of the love that escaped me
but which can be reborn.

To love is to rebuild
when calm returns,
when laziness gives way.
Your steps, your silences, your words.
Everything synchronizes when I try
to live a new life,
when the fear of the night dissipates.

When you walk away, the pale moon
becomes insistent with your memory
and does not let me forget
the caresses that in autumn
you gave me.
My banished heart
searches for your miseries,
even though it is clear that you are no longer here.

But forgetfulness is invincible
and words become ephemeral.
My path is drawn between vestiges
of a prudent dawn
that raises its weapon among bright rays
with a firm step towards reconstruction.