At night
Por Pablo
That’s a night.
A natural poetry art,
a spectacular lightning dance between darkness and tiny lights.
That’s a night.
When I miss you in my arms,
kissing in my car watching all the stars
and hiding our parents where we are.
This is a dark night.
I can’t hear your lovely laugh
nor admire your beautiful shiny eyes.
But also this is a beautiful night
because just as in a perfect night darkness and tiny lights collide,
missing you and having your memory in my mind makes me feel alive.
